Ah... spring seems to be here, at least temporarily. And I'm loving it. I have run outside the last three days in a row! Love Love Love Love. In addition to this, I've given myself permission to run only a few miles. Lately, I've wanted to run 4-5 miles at a time, and when I didn't really feel like running that far or have time for that, I just opted to not run. I felt like if I couldn't go for 4-5 miles, then it wasn't even worth going at all. Which is total and utter bullshit, but it was what I was doing. So, I've decided to just make it ok to only run 30 minutes, or whatever. 2-3 miles HAS to be better than a big fat 0. This has vastly improved my likelihood of running. And sometimes, like yesterday, I told myself it was ok to go out for 3 miles, and I ended up doing nearly 4 because it felt good. Plus, my neighbor has been up for running... and having a buddy always helps. Much more fun to me.
What I'm not loving is my eating patterns. I bought a bag of easter candy (jelly beans) and ate most of them at work. It was like I couldn't stop, and the idea of throwing them away to get rid of them make me anxious and pissy. What is wrong with me? Why did I even buy them? I know good and well what is going to happen.
The good news is that I have plenty of fodder for my therapy appointment on Thursday.