Blog Hiatus

Well folks, I've decided this blog is going to take a nap for awhile. I have three blogs and right now this one is the one that is more work than fun to keep up with. I haven't even blogged about my last few workouts (although they are going well) because I'm just not into keeping up this separate blog.

I will leave it up--I own the domain--so that I can come back and pick it up at a later time. For now I will be using my regular blog to post about running amongst all the other things I post about. It just seems silly right now to keep them segregated.

I still read all the running blogs I always have and I'm still trying to become a real runner, it's only this blog that will be resting...

Thanks :)

After my whiny post this morning I had two comments that made me feel better. I wasn't looking to feel better and frankly didn't think anything could make me feel better other than more hours in the day, so I was surprised.

I went to the gym tonight and ran two miles. I ran it strong and solid. I feel good about it.

Frustration

I'm really struggling to find the time to get exercise of any kind in right now. I'm gaining weight which should motivate me to make time, but instead it leaves me more frustrated and pouty. I keep trying to be positive and tell myself that I'll get it together, but this positive thinking has been going on for months and I'm not figuring it out.

My alarm goes off at 5am every morning so that I can get up and either run or do yoga, but every morning at 5am I shut the alarm off because I'm just too tired. I don't even try hitting snooze anymore.

I don't know how to make myself put running on the top of my priorities list.

Last night the whole family went to the gym. Dave ran on the track while I stayed in the family exercise room which was totally crowded because of the weather. The only piece of equipment free was the elliptical which I did for 30 minutes. Seeing as how I'm being in a pouty frame of mind, though, I was irritated that I didn't get a treadmill and didn't run, so instead of feeling good that I got out and did 30 minutes of exercise I'm grumpy that I didn't do the exercise I wanted to do.

Sigh. I'm being a big baby and I know it, but knowing it doesn't make me change it.

Ugghh....