Today was day two of riding my bike to work (I have had a flat for the last couple weeks), which is throwing off my running. While the bike was down, I figured it would afford me a better chance to work on my running, and in the past couple weeks I have made great strides in my running. So, on my second day back riding my bike to work, the run was less then desirable.
Got about two miles into the run, and it just fell apart. It was windy, the cord to my ear-buds was rubbing my chest raw, legs were sore, yada, yada, yada. Today was a bad run, and its ok. I have to accept the fact that there are going to be good runs and bad runs (read an article about this in Runners World).
After the run I had to console myself with an after workout indulgence (peanut butter + coca powder + milk + oats) this sounds like a weird recipe but it is delicious, though normally something I try to only eat on free-days. So combine the bad run with the comfort food binge and today kinda sucked. On the bright side, the ride to work, plus the half run/walk I still most likely burned 500-600 calories (trying to be conservative) which should help curb the dessert. On a different note, after my run (though I doubt to weigh this tomorrow morning) I finally hit 165. I can taste it, it’s so close, but every step forward is a half step back.
Looking in the rearview, I have now lost 60 pounds in six months and I feel better then I have in years. Sometimes we can’t see the forest through the trees. Everyday I try to let go of a little bit of the person I used to be, and open my mind to the person I want to become. Today I did not succeed, tomorrow I will try to be better. One step at a time.
Today when I went to the gym I felt like I had lead weights attached to my feet or like I was running through mud… It was terrible and I really had to struggle through my hour on the treadmill. I ended up doing 70 minutes and an extra half mile just because I felt so terrible about myself.
That paired with some other life events has put me in a really fantastic mood.
I really don’t have any motivation to write at the moment.