I am a runner. If you had asked me two and a half years ago if those words would ever come out of my mouth, the answer would’ve been, “No, I hate running!” But all that changed about ten months ago. 

For the majority of my early adult life, I struggled with my weight. In November 2013, I decided that I’d had enough. I spent all of summer 2013 eating whatever I wanted and drinking too much wine (is there really such a thing?) each and every weekend. It took me until that November to find the motivation to get myself to a Weight Watchers meeting.

I started off strong and did really well losing weight at first. And then…life happened. Fast forward to summer 2014: I went on an all-expense-paid trip to Hawaii, where my newly-improved eating habits and careful diet went to hell. I then suffered a miscarriage, which led to feelings of sadness and anxiety. As was my old habit, I turned to food for comfort. I pretty much undid all of my hard work up to that point.

One day in September 2014, while lying lazily on the couch and browsing Instagram, I came across all these Weight Watchers accounts. Inspired, I decided to give my weight-loss goals another try. I started posting my meals and becoming friendly with some other women struggling as I was struggling. Several of these women have literally become my best friends and continue to support, encourage, and motivate me. 

In this group of women, several of them are runners. I remember thinking to myself, “I want to do that too!” whenever I saw their race pictures and finish times. So in March of 2015, I started running… Well, let’s be honest, I started walking with short stretches of running accompanied by a bunch of heavy breathing. 

In truth, 2015 was not a perfectly healthy or on-track year for me. I had weight losses and gains, but the one thing I never gave up on was my running! I’m happy to report that I ran my first 5k on the Saturday after Thanksgiving, and have another one planned soon. My PR is 35:30! (I have a PR!)

I may not be breaking any world running records, but the sense of accomplishment I feel is irreplaceable and is what pushes me to keep going. Now, I am my own motivation and the best part is I find that I can even help motivate others. This feeling of success I’ve felt recently is unlike any other I have felt before. I don’t plan on slowing down anytime soon! 

stephaniepp

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