11 Miles - Weekly Update and Some Rambling

I am a little over 1/4 of the way to 40 miles!

But starting this weekend all my productivity goes down hill for 2 weeks.

I'll be at camp, which I guess will be pretty good exercise counting on my need to chase after junior highers 24/7. I'll let you know how that goes. I'm not complaining though, camp happens to be in beautiful, sunny San Diego!

Leaving early from camp, I'm going to a wedding in Milwaukee! My sweet cousin Alyssa is getting married! Knowing Wisconsin it will be 800 degrees and humid and I won't want to be outside. But I'll be with my family that I haven't seen in much too long.

40 miles in June may turn into 40 miles in June and July, but I'm ok with that. Because these next two weeks are going be great.

And this weekend? I'm dying to tell you but it's a secret. A secret I can barely hold in.

I can't wait to tell you all about it :)

Ok, must leave now before I tell you!

xo

40 Miles in June

Ever since the beginning of time, I have hated running. Let's be honest, I hate all kinds of intense physical movement. Running, jogging, fast-walking, working out in general...I could be sedentary for life and die happy.

But there's a certain huge life event on September 7th called my wedding, and though I'd like to believe those commercials that sell electrically charged 6-pack ab creators that work while you sleep...I can't. And I might actually have to do some physical activity to look my best for my boo.

Seth swears I could gain 500 pounds and he wouldn't mind, but I'd rather not test that theory. 

Here's some more comic relief to prove my love of not exercising for the past 21 years. 

This is what I looked like until I was about 14. 

When I saw this insta a few days ago, I decided that walking 40 miles in June is something I could do.  I can walk a few days a week with my buds or my dog, have fun, and look great! My two close friends walk/run ALL the time so I can just join in. I've heard this rumor that it gets easier every time, and I'm tempted to believe it.

Today on June 2nd, I'm at 7 miles. Woot! 

I live in a super hilly area, so my butt is SORE, but it's that good kind of sore that makes you want to go back and do it again. It helps that my mom is out of town and the dog needs to be walked. Yesterday, the walk was so intense that my ridiculously energetic dog couldn't keep going. She started plopping on any shady spot she could find!

I love having a number to reach, and a place where I can easily track my miles, and get encouragement from some lovely ladies who hate exercising as much as I do (even if they don't admit it).  

So here's to 33 more miles. And a healthier, stronger, rock-harder, booty for the wedding!