10 weeks until the Disney Princess Half Marathon.
I’ve taken quite a stumble on this journey over the last couple of weeks.
Eva and I still haven’t recovered from that cold bug I complained about six weeks ago, probably because we’re both asthmatic and breathing isn’t a strong point for us anyway. I feel like we’re finally close to being back to the land of the healthy (especially now that antibiotics are in the house) but the damage has definitely been done.
A week of “I shouldn’t have this on my diet, but hey I’m sick” turned into a couple weeks of “Well, I’ll just have a little bit because I’m sick and it’s the holidays” which culminated in a collection of food choices that make me look like I’m participating in some weird TV game show called “I can’t believe she’s still eating!“. That added to the amount of time that I’ve spent laying around the house with the kids means my overall fitness has taken a serious slide.
The frustrated part of me wants to rant about how this always happens and how it doesn’t matter how hard I work because inevitably I find myself sprawled across the couch with Frasier and a box of Pop Tarts, but the looming half-marathon goal is keeping me on track. I have a date with the gym around the corner tonight (now that the winter air in Salt Lake City is unbreathable) and I’ll be there with my inhaler and my wad of tissues and my teeny goal of doing two miles on the treadmill no matter how long it takes. Two miles will still be two more miles than I walked yesterday!
How are your fitness goals doing? Any holiday setbacks?