Today was Day One. Again.
Not Day One of a diet, or a challenge, or a new fitness program.
Day One of choosing not to keep sliding.
A few months back, I built myself up to walking 21km. Probably pushed a little too hard, too soon. A couple of weeks ago, I still managed 10km. But right now? I feel like I’m trapped inside a real-life fat suit; unfit, inflexible, and perpetually out of breath.
I’m the heaviest I’ve ever been. And I don’t just mean the number on the scales… I feel it. In my knees. In my neck. In the way I move. Or don’t.
The frustrating part? I remember what it felt like to be 40 or 50 kilos lighter. To move easily. To run. To feel strong and capable and clear-headed. That memory isn’t distant, it’s just painful right now. Because I’m so far from it.
And ironically… I’m building Runners Gateway—a supportive, realistic online running community that champions walking, run-walking, and taking things slow.
Right now, I’m barely walking myself.
So this week, I launched a 5-day “Runner’s Reboot” challenge in the community, and I decided to take part in it, honestly. Fully.
Today I vowed to go for a lunchtime walk, no matter what. But life had other ideas… back-to-back meetings, and by the time I came up for air, the rain was hammering down.
Now I might have said, “Oh well, start tomorrow.”
But I didn’t.
After dinner, I laced up my shoes and went for a 15-minute walk. Just 1km. That’s all I had.
It didn’t flow. It wasn’t comfortable. My heart rate climbed to 130 bpm just plodding. My body felt like it was fighting against me.
But I did it. And that matters.
Because this isn’t about how fast or how far. It’s about keeping the promise I made to myself. It’s about not letting the day slip into another excuse. Another delay. Another “tomorrow.”
So yeah… heavy legs. Heavy heart. But I walked.
And that is a win.