Friday, 27 January 2012


The treadmill and I are on-again/off-again.  It's a love hate relationship.  (Mostly I hate the treadmill and it loves me.)  I would certainly not call myself a runner, even when I've been running a lot.  It's not one of my talents, and it isn't something I particularly enjoy.  Mainly the only reason I jog is to feel healthy or to check an item off my to-do list.  Exercise.  Check.

Like every other person in the world, getting in shape was my new year's resolution.  2011 was a fairly good exercise year for me until school started again in September and neuro killed my hopes and dreams.  I was running seven kilometres over the summer and hadn't tried to increase distance after that.  Seven km seemed pretty fair... It was further than I had ever ran before (at least I think so).

This week I pulled on my new Nike Shox (love!) and ran five km on the treadmill!  That was quite a feat for someone who has hardly ran since August, I must say.  Hopefully this is the beginning of staying on the wagon.  Would someone just chain me to the wagon already so I can't possibly fall off???

And as Paul said in 1 Corinthians 9:24, "Do you not know that in a race all the runners run but only one receives the prize?  Run in such a way as to get the prize."

As a side note - as I trudged unwillingly off to the gym, someone else at my house was eating this.  (And yes, that is two cups of ice cream in a measuring cup.  We were out of bowls.)  The sad thing is, that person can still run more than I can and never seems to put on any weight.


  1. I loooove that verse! It's somehow gonna be a part of my half sleeve.
    I think that the treadmill was a good idea in theory, but it's lacking a few major things, ie: a box surrounding it, with moving pictures to make it seem like you're actual making progress. Boredom is myself issue. I can't wait for sunnier weather!
    You're shoes are also very cute! I think after this summer I'm gonna need to buy new ones. I also think we should run a race together!!

  2. Love the sneakers!!
    Shawn would love an ice cream treat like that. He is the same way - eats whatever and can still outperform me in anything fitness-related.