Week 11: Look ma, I'm running

As I end week 11 I’m in good spirit. My weight is still the same this week but I’m down 3/4 of an inch on my hips which means something is happening and as the picture shows (I think), my butt is considerably smaller. And more defined. Woohoo. Bring on more running.

Eating wise, I’m staying on track but eating way too many nuts. I also may be eating too big of a portion of food. Salad bars will get you every time. I’ve noticed that the plateau really hit a couple weeks into my new job.

I’m still having no bread and pasta but need more water and more veggies as a snack rather then too many nuts. Maybe that will make a difference this week.

Running, glorious running

It’s amazing. People who run are coming out of the woodwork. People who want to run with me!

And I’m loving it!

What a difference realizing and admitting to a fear of running will do for your drive. Last night we ran 3.25 miles and did it in great time. We did stop and do weight training along the way but it was awesome. You can see how much fun it was in the picture below:



Saturdays Luke, Laura and I are going to train together for medium size runs and Tuesday nights my friend Nicky and I are going to do long marathon runs. That leaves Sunday for me to do my own short run. This is a much better schedule for me then mornings.

Weight trained twice this week. 10 minutes isn’t hard. Just gotta get into a rhythm!

Hitting on the Internet

Have decided to throw my hat into the ring and have ventured into Internet dating. It’s my next big fear I think. But its the done thing in New York so I’m going to actually do it. And now that I’ve figured out the right site to be on, I feel like it’s not as bad as I thought (not perfect - but not too excruciating).

The reason I never tried it before was the fear of being seen by someone I knew on and guess what? It happened. I didn’t implode (instead I asked for profile advice) and I’m starting to slowly warm to having a laugh.

Maybe I won’t meet the love of my life but I will meet some interesting characters along the way. And don’t worry mom. I’m not meeting anyone in a car park at night. And I’m not sending half dressed pics of myself to strangers. Call me a prude but I just don’t get that.