Yesterday was a rare Sunday that I spent alone. I started thinking ... really thinking ... about my relationship with myself and realized that I'm not always very kind. While I have big goals and strive to achieve them and know that I can, I also tend to tell myself that I can't do other things.
You'll never keep your house as clean as you want it to be.
You can't wear blue; it looks horrible on you.
You get the idea. There's always been one main thing that I've never thought I could do: run. I've told anyone who would listen that I'm "just not meant to be a runner." I get side cramps too easily. My knees hurt. I'm obviously meant to be a really, really fast walker. But really, I want to run. Why? Because I've been convinced my entire life that I couldn't and I really want to prove myself wrong. I love proving people wrong. Especially when it's me.
So you know what I did? I downloaded the Couch to 5K Podcasts (which I've half-heartedly tried before, minus the awesome podcast), laced up my shoes and sweat like I never sweat before, trading off between walking for 90 seconds and jogging for 60 seconds. And I did it. And I'll do it again Wednesday. And Saturday. I'll do it again and again until I can run a 5K straight through.
Because there's nothing better than doing something you never thought you could do.