Let's just say that I am completely humbled by my own ability to discard lessons learned and regress in areas of fitness.
This week I have gone for two runs (with a healthy dose of walking inserted).
Past performance is not an indicator of future results. But. It feels good to be out there.
I realized something over the past few weeks. My diet, my weight loss, these are important. I hate not fitting into the clothes I worked so hard to fit into. But exercise is vital. It's a canary in a coal mine -- if I'm not exercising, other things are probably also suffering. My dietary success is always built upon my exercise success. My mental health, my ability to cope with stress at home and at work is directly proportional to the regularity of my exercise.
It all came together when I saw some friends this weekend who have done such a kickass job at sticking with their fitness regimens. I sat there envying them for at least an hour before I realized that a lot of what they had was within my reach, and all I had to do was make the decision to put on my shoes and walk out the door instead of firing up my video game when my daughter went down for her mid-day nap on Sunday.
So I did.
And I did it again today.
Of course, setting goals is important ... but right now my goal is to go for another run. Let's not get ahead of ourselves.