At the gym yesterday I did the run/walk thing on the treadmill. You know, a couple minutes of running, couple of walking. I'll just say it right now. I'm totally intimidated by running. And I suck at it. Why is it that I can go forever on a cardio machine, and really work at it, and never feel like my heart is going to explode like it does after two minutes of running. I have to admit that it actually makes me a little bit afraid. Six o'clock news will be all about this poor chubby girl who overdid it a little bit at the gym, and kicked the bucket, right between the elliptical and the treadmill. Funny.... sort of. As I work towards trying to be a runner, I have more to work on in my head than anything else, I think. Another thing to add to the list.
As an aside, I'm currently counting calories, rather than points. It seems to be working. There is still a lot of emphasis placed on the process, which I think I have to get away from ultimately. But in the meantime, I find out if I map out my whole day and write down, and not have to make choices along the way, there is less obsessing over food.
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