I just got home from a run today that I honestly thought was going to be a walk. I had decided to walk my 2 mile loop but began to feel more energy so I took a different turn to get onto my 3 mile loop. Once at the 1 mile marker I was feeling even more energetic and decided to run. At an intersection where I typically turn right, I just decided to go for it and headed straight, leading me on a route that is a full one mile longer than I’ve ever gone. And I did it! I ran 4 miles! (Well…probably not fully 4 miles since I did start the whole thing walking. But the honest round trip was 4. 27 altogether.)
I’m feeling so proud of myself. I honestly thought I’d never be this fit again in my life and I really have my husband to thank for inspiring me.
He started riding his bike five years ago, and through little changes that added up to big changes, he lost 30 lbs and is in fantastic shape. When he first started it was a big adjustment and I would sometimes get jealous of all the time he spent riding (“Why do I have to watch the kids AGAIN while he gets to ride?) But then I began to understand how important it was for his well-being and I learned to be supportive. When I stopped being jealous and instead focused on his accomplishments, he really started to impress me. He didn’t lose weight and become a faster athlete by some miracle. He works really really hard at it. He’s so dedicated. For several years he would go for a run after the kids were in bed. Now he’s up at 5 am to ride on his rollers in the garage. Fitness is something he’s really had to make happen.
As for me, I truly didn’t think I’d ever be fit again. I had come to a point in my life where I was ok with being average and thought that I’d probably just get a tad squishier with age and it was all good! But then watching my pleasantly squishy man become distressingly lean (distressing to me, not to him) I felt like “Darnit! You messed up the plan! We were supposed to just be squishy together!” It bugged me that he was looking cuter than me. I’m the wife. I’m supposed to be the cute one. But as I watched Jason change his life and habits, I began to understand that it isn’t about cuteness, it’s about ability. Jason likes that he’s lost weight, but what he really likes is that he’s much faster now on the bike. He likes that he can leave the house at 6 am and ride 70 miles and be home by noon. Now I’m so proud of him for what he’s done. And he has really shown me through the years that it takes daily effort to make these changes. Like the saying goes, “What you do everyday matters more than what you do once in awhile.”
And now because of my own daily changes, I can run!
Thank you wonderful hubby for your inspiration.
Have a wonderful day!
My contentment for the week, linked to Like Mother, Like Daughter