Last semester the only thing you could have called me was a lazy f*$%. I didn't go the the gym, ate what ever I wanted, took way too many naps, and as a result I weighed the most I'v ever weighed in my entire life. Not only did I look like I gained weight, I also felt like complete crap. I would avoid going on the scale at ALL costs. This avoidal ended when my coach made my team weigh in for the fall season.... I weighed in at 143 pounds, the most I've ever weighed in my life. As a coxswain on a crew team one of your main jobs is to be light, and I was no where near coxswain weight. This is when I decided to stop being a bum. Once I got home for winter break I was determined to eat right and go to the gym. This was a very slow process.... I had to literally yell at myself everyday to go and when I did I struggled to stay motivated to run and workout. At the gym, I would run one mile, then walk on an incline for an hourish, then do an ab and arm workout. This was a good start for me because I had never had to really run in my entire life, so starting slow helped a lot to get me into a routine. Another big problem was avoiding all of the Long Island bagels that seem to follow me everywhere when I'm home. But eventually I started to see some results, all of which were ruined when I went to Florida for a week. Still, I knew I needed to actually start trying to get in shape.
Picking Up Speed!
After winter break ended and I came back to Marist, I realized getting my ass of the couch was a lot easier at school then at home. A major reason for that was my gym buddy Shannon. She would make sure I'd go to the gym with her and she never forgot to wake me up from naps to force me to go. As much as I hated it at the time, I owe a lot of my weight loss success to her and her constant nagging and yelling. To transition from my slow walking to actually running I used a interval training treadmill exercise that my friend Margie sent me. It worked really well to transition into running. My big jump into running long distances was our spring break trip to Clemson, South Carolina. I would run to practice every morning (about 3 miles) at the crack of dawn with Erica and Hannah, who are two other coxswains on the team. While in the south I learned that the trick for me to run long distances was to listen to country music. For some reason Luke bryan, Jake Owen, and Hunter Hayes help me to zone out and not realize how long I was running for. Since this realization its been a million times easier to run and find motivation to run.
Ready To Go The Distance
Love Always,
Christina

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