I'm writing the blog post today,  from a garage, where I'm wearing half finger mittens, coat, boots, hat, oh and let's not forget earplugs! Yep that's right earplugs!!! Have I mentioned that my son, Tallon and my husband, Ryan are in a Rock band called Nervz End??!?!? I'm sure I have.  Well today they asked if I'd come to band practice and take some pictures.  They need some band pics to send off to some, thing, for some reason, or another, I'm not really sure what it is though!! So here I sit, with my laptop, killing time, enjoying the music {especially since they got the new Bass player, he's awesome!}  And, guess what, you are the lucky ones who get to read, what I ramble on about while listening to heavy metal!!

This morning I finished day3 of the C25K challenge… holy shit! I really thought I might die today. I really, really, am fat and out of shape!! I am definitely going to have to do week 1 over, there is no way that I can move on to week 2, when I barely survived week1.  All three days have been exactly the same ~5 minute warm up, jog for 60 seconds, walk for 90 seconds, alternating for 20 minutes, then walk for 5 minutes.  Stats were almost exactly the same too, 1.8 miles in 30 minutes.  So why the hell was today so much harder than the other two days have been???  I mean, I was truly worried that I might not make it today! Strange.  I'm wondering if it's becuz I just finished having my "girl thing" and maybe my iron is low  ~Yes I know TMI!!!  But seriously this blog is about a fat chic running, it's gonna get personal!! So far I have spared you the picture in your head of what I look like running, but NO MORE!!! I'm gonna share that with you today too!!! So prepare yourself, it’s gonna get ugly!!

 I intentionally run on the only treadmill that is NOT in front of a mirror cuz if I had to see myself, I would get off that thing and walk out, hanging my head in shame!  You remember back in the day they used to have those exercise machines that people stood in and strapped a belt around their waist and it shook or shimmied back and forth??? Well imagine a chubby, cellulite covered, old chic in that contraption and you have a visual of what I look like running. FOR REAL!! The entire time I'm running I worry, which will smack me in the face first, my double chin, my boobs or my giant, fat roll, all of which are bouncing up and down with every jogging step I take. Blub, blub, blub… It looks much like a child on a tramp-o-line! FOR REAL!! Well, I think my double chin may be swinging side to side, you know, the way it looks when  you see a big ole cow come running across the pasture-swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!  And then there are my flabby thighs, which are their own entity, but also bouncing with every jogging step.  Kawoosh, kawoosh, kawoosh, in unison with my feet - thud, thud, thud. I've yet to let go of the hand rails for more than 20 seconds at a time, partly becuz I've clumsy, and have a hard time with the treadmill, but mostly becuz I'm afraid that if my arm fat gets in on the flapping, flailing action, I'm a goner!! It's almost painful!! Seriously, it almost hurts having all that fat bouncing with your every step!!! Blub, swoosh, kawoosh, thud, thud!!! If I didn't have my headphones on, and cranked, I'm certain I could actually hear my enormous fat stores making these noises as they bounce and blubble!!  

Then there is my face! I can feel my face getting hotter, and redder, with every 60 second jog. And by the 4th jogging segment, the sweat is so bad it's running down my face!

Occasionally I catch myself singing and hope it's not out loud!

Soooo now that I've painted THAT pretty picture in your mind, you can understand why I avoid that mirror at all costs!!! I could never continue running and seeing ALL that going on!! Really it's that ugly!

Now I get two days off to recover, and I think I will need it.  Lord knows I need the extra time. We have a crazy busy weekend!! After band practice and pictures it's back home, pack up and we are off to Bay City for a rock show at a place called "The Vault" Tallon is in another band, without his dad, he actually plays Bass in that band {he usually plays guitar and sings some vocals in Nervz End}  and they have a show tonight.  It may be painful, that band is Screamo-Emo, at least that's what I call them.  I'm not really a big fan of their music, but I will support my son!!  Sunday, some serious house work MUST get done, and quickly, cuz we are off to another show in Pontiac.  I hate shows on Sundays, but hopefully it goes well.  

I will have another post coming later or possibly tomorrow, with the 21 Day Challenge update, and The Resolution Recap for the week.