Ready to run
Exercise is one that's always tough. I think everyone usually has some sort of "exercise more" goal at the beginning of the year (myself included, see here) but it's so vague that it can be hard to define success and feel like you've really accomplished something. After all, with 52 weeks in the year, deciding you're going to go to the gym 3 times a week means there are 156 (52x3) times you might fail and 52 times you have to accomplish your goal to feel success.
This year I decided I'd focus on one goal: to run a half marathon. I decided against a full for a few reasons. One, I've always hated running and I wanted a goal I could be excited about and feel connected to and two, there wasn't really enough time for me to train (since I was starting at 0) to run a full by September.
My sights were set on the Montreal marathon but much to my disappointment, it was full 6 months before it started so I wasn't able to sign up.
I'm happy to say however that I still trained hard this summer and finished it unofficially 2 weeks ago by running a full 13.1 miles on my own. Although I was bummed not to be in the official event, my boyfriend (already a runner) had signed up for the full marathon and watching him finish made me all the more excited for next year's resolution - to run a full marathon.
Beautiful morning for a run, walking to the starting line on the bridge in Park Jean Drapeau
The boyfriend, stretching just before the start on Pont Jacques-Cartier