…Until a giant turd got dropped in my lap.
This experiment has been going great! I’m losing weight, running longer distances on a regular basis (I’ve run 16 miles in the last 5 days), I’m eating healthy and chugging along pretty happily. Then, one of the most amazing person I know, somebody I truly loved sharing my life with, left me.
In years past I would have turned to the bottle, crawled in, cried and probably would have done some really stupid shit. But, with my promise to myself to get healthy by exercising, eating right and not drinking, crawling into a bottle is not an option.
To be honest, a lot of the inspiration for this experiment came from this person. I wanted to better my life, so my life could be better shared with her.
Now, I have to redouble my efforts to refocus myself. I’m on a good track and I need to stay on it. My friends have been so wonderful and I thank you all. For those of you that know the situation, you know how much I’m hurting right now. What you might not know is that it is rather difficult to run while crying. That really messes up your breathing!
With each step and each day, things will get better.