When I re-started this journey on May 3, 2012, I weighed 296 pounds. At the time, I had pretty much chronic back pain, difficulty sleeping, bad knees, and almost constant heartburn from my bad eating habits. My exercise regimen (if one could call it that) was an occasional walk of 20-30 minutes or a short bicycle ride now and then. Running was completely out of the question.
Today, April 11, 2013, I weigh 211 pounds, and I’m running about three times a week. I recently did a 2-mile run at an average pace of 11:56. I have run a sub-11-minute mile. I’ve been running for about eight months.
My back pain has decreased dramatically. I have no trouble sleeping (and I am told that my snoring has practically stopped). My jeans waist size has gone from 42 inches to 36 inches. My shirt size has gone from XXXL to XL.
When I started running, I could only run for one and a half minutes at a time. Now I can run for at least an hour.
I feel so much better, both physically and emotionally. My general outlook on life was never terribly negative, but even that has improved. I know I have a long way to go, but I’ve never been more confident that I can do better.
I never dreamed I would be able to say this: “Thank God, I am a runner.”