Joyous Pants

Just in case you have been wondering "How on earth did Sharni deal with it when her crankiness expired at midnight?"

I thought I would put your mind at ease.

I am wearing my joyous pants today.

They were quite easy to squeeze into despite being up at Dawn's bottom.

To ward off the crankiness I did 20 minutes flat out on the treadmill.

I wanted to stash up some endorphins in order to defend against Cranky Pants trying to sneak back in.

He is a sly bugger.

And, obviously, a bloke.

In the process of treadmillin' it I learnt something about myself.

Come to think of it, since I took up the fitness thing I have been learning a fair bit about myself.

I haven't been on a treadmill since the days of gym in Sydney - long ago...

Today I ran 2.1 km on it, non-stop.

Big deal? ha! Probably not to the fit among you but I have never thought of myself as someone with any amount of physical ability.

My realisation was what I ran non-stop is equivalent to what we have to run with the PT at the park.

Though with him it is around the oval 5 times - which seems more daunting

Each time I have to do it I claim "I can't do it - it is too far" and end up walking half of it.

Good Morning Epiphany!

I can do it!

I did it on the 'mill - so I can do it in the park.

It was actually pretty easy. I could have gone faster than I did.

I am fitter than I realised.

My mind just needs to get on the same page as my body and stop with the "I can'ts..."

Oh it is nice to be back in my joyous pants.

So nice.