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I Get Knocked Down

Yes, Chumbuwumba was right. I definitely got knocked down today, but yes, I got up again.

An uneven sidewalk is never gonna keep me down.

Ahhh, one hit wonders of the early 2000's.

Today's run started off well. I had my new shoes on, the weather was a balmy 53 degrees; which honestly feels incredible compared to the 20 I am used to (seriously, who am I?).

And then I started actually running.

And it felt terrible. Moving my legs felt like such work, and everything in me said, stop, just walk, you are too tired.

Then, about 1.5 miles in, it happened. My toe caught a piece of uneven sidewalk and I fell. Straight up (or down I suppose), on my hands and knees. Luckily there was no one around to catch my embarrassment and other than a scrapped knee and ripped leggings, I was left unscathed.

But I still had another 1.5 miles to go. And it was hard.

Funny that my Tuesday morning 3 mile run is actually the hardest one of the week. Partly because I've had a couple days off and partly because it is just so freaking early.

Another thing I've noticed, and hate to admit, is that I feel significantly worse when I drink alcohol or eat greasy food, which I did a lot of over the long weekend. Insert super sad face here.

In regards to the alcohol, for some reason, as I've gotten older, my body has began to react poorly to a few drinks. I get tired, I get a headache, and I sleep worse in the night. And I'm just talking a few drinks, not throwing 4 back and partying it up all night.

And I realize that this problem has a pretty obvious solution, one that I have no problem talking about when the alcohol or pizza is not being offered to me. But, when it is being offered, it is so hard to resist.

Because resisting would take work. It would mean saying no when a friend offers me a beer at their house; which is hard not only because I like beer, but also because I really like free beer. But I could just say no thanks and drink some water instead. No one would be offended and all would be well.

So yeah... I know what the answer is here. I just have to actually do it. I'm not planning on giving up alcohol all together. When I'm out on a date with my husband or on vacation, or during a holiday dinner, I will still indulge, but other than that, my answer needs to be no.

Because why wouldn't I want to feel my best?

And also, this morning's run seriously sucked.

So, there you have it. Now to push myself forward and keep at it, even though it seems to be getting harder rather than easier the longer I do this whole training thing.

And also, aren't my new shoes so pretty? 😍😍😍

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