lyncecelia
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Hey there all. My name is Fallon (or Lyn for short, whichever you prefer). I'm 23 years old from the Boston area, and just started taking up running when my FH (timmac) suggested I started a WISH Journal to track my progress and for support. So here it goes!
To give some back story, I was the kid in gym class who despised running. Or exercise in general. I didn't like feeling sweaty or out of breath (and it doesn't help that I have asthma and a bad knee). So, why on EARTH am I starting to take up running? I must be out of my mind. Well...I might be....but that's besides the point. See, insanity isn't always a bad thing. I will be the first to say I am insane. I'm insanely in love with these four kids:
They are my future step kids. They (along with their father, of course) have won my heart. However, I recently noticed that when with them I'm constantly tired, out of breath, and can barely keep up. They all have an abundance of energy, and I'm usually running on zero. I want them to remember their childhood with us to be fun and not me needing to sit all the time.
So why running? Why not just go to the gym and lose some weight? Thing is we tried that. And I get discouraged. There is no goal in sight for me to work towards and I lose interest. While I am over weight (5'11" at 322 pounds) and hate getting my picture taken that is not my primary goal. My primary goal is to get active and fit, and I figure the weight loss would just happen hand-in-hand with that. With running (as arbitrary as this might sound) I can win a shine Donald medal (my favorite!) and feel like I'm working TOWARDS a goal. Not just waiting for the 15 minute treadmill or bike to end. (This does make sense to someone else besides me, correct?
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Running also will give some common ground with my oldest future step son Camden, who is very athletic. He's in football currently and at the tender age of 11 already has the goal of getting a football scholarship for college and playing professionally. Obviously with football, there is a lot of running involved (he has done 5ks with his Dad already as well as the Mickey Mile at Disney).
So my journey will start here. I've already gone for one run last Thursday (August 16th) and we were suppose to go last night but the weather was bad so we are going again tonight in about an hour. We (my FH is training me--he's already done the Goofy as well as many other races) are starting out with brisk walking with some jogging thrown in for 1.86 miles, 3 times a week. The 2014 Donald 1/2 Marathon is 1 year and 5 months away. It will be a long journey ahead with lots of sore muscles and possibly new asthma medication. But it will also have a lot of growing and learning about myself and hopefully more energy for the lovely kids in my life. I'll try to update this at least once a week.
To give some back story, I was the kid in gym class who despised running. Or exercise in general. I didn't like feeling sweaty or out of breath (and it doesn't help that I have asthma and a bad knee). So, why on EARTH am I starting to take up running? I must be out of my mind. Well...I might be....but that's besides the point. See, insanity isn't always a bad thing. I will be the first to say I am insane. I'm insanely in love with these four kids:

They are my future step kids. They (along with their father, of course) have won my heart. However, I recently noticed that when with them I'm constantly tired, out of breath, and can barely keep up. They all have an abundance of energy, and I'm usually running on zero. I want them to remember their childhood with us to be fun and not me needing to sit all the time.
So why running? Why not just go to the gym and lose some weight? Thing is we tried that. And I get discouraged. There is no goal in sight for me to work towards and I lose interest. While I am over weight (5'11" at 322 pounds) and hate getting my picture taken that is not my primary goal. My primary goal is to get active and fit, and I figure the weight loss would just happen hand-in-hand with that. With running (as arbitrary as this might sound) I can win a shine Donald medal (my favorite!) and feel like I'm working TOWARDS a goal. Not just waiting for the 15 minute treadmill or bike to end. (This does make sense to someone else besides me, correct?

Running also will give some common ground with my oldest future step son Camden, who is very athletic. He's in football currently and at the tender age of 11 already has the goal of getting a football scholarship for college and playing professionally. Obviously with football, there is a lot of running involved (he has done 5ks with his Dad already as well as the Mickey Mile at Disney).
So my journey will start here. I've already gone for one run last Thursday (August 16th) and we were suppose to go last night but the weather was bad so we are going again tonight in about an hour. We (my FH is training me--he's already done the Goofy as well as many other races) are starting out with brisk walking with some jogging thrown in for 1.86 miles, 3 times a week. The 2014 Donald 1/2 Marathon is 1 year and 5 months away. It will be a long journey ahead with lots of sore muscles and possibly new asthma medication. But it will also have a lot of growing and learning about myself and hopefully more energy for the lovely kids in my life. I'll try to update this at least once a week.