I have been in a major funk… a major no exercising, eating out of control, no Bible reading, messy, selfish, lazy, uninspired, grumpy funk. But today the sun was shining and inexplicably I decided to run. It had been way too long since my last run so I knew it would not be pretty. But I decided that I had to “run” at least a mile – that the only way I would stop running before I hit the mile mark was if I keeled over and died.
Well I hit the mile mark and hadn’t died, so I said to myself that I could definitely do 2 miles and the only way I’d stop was if I keeled over and died. I didn’t die. Instead as I hit the 2 mile mark, I decided I could do 3 miles and the only way I’d stop was if I keeled over and died. Well, I’m proud to say that with my guilty pleasure song Miley Cyrus’s “Party in the USA” blaring I passed the 3 mile mark today. I know you are probably thinking “big deal, you ran 3 miles before” but it is a big deal. I have been so unfaithful to my running and eating that the fact that I could run and actually did run a mile was miraculous too me – let alone 3.
As I was running, I started making all sorts of other mental goals of things that I should just do and the only reason to stop working towards is if I keel over and die. Here’s probably the biggest one on my list:
- Be in single digit size clothes by the time I turn 40 (346 days away!) I spent my teens, 20s, and 30s in double digit size clothes… I’d rather not spend the next 4 decades the same way.
❤Becki, imperfect runner
Do you have a do unless you keel over and die goal? I’d love to hear about it! On a much less important note, but maybe more fun note… do you have a guilty pleasure song – what is it?