I wrote that out because I am morally opposed to making 'emoticons' with 'punctuation'. I am not judging those who indulge but I just ain't going there. Anyway, I grew a pair and got on the scale yesterday. Guess what it said. Go on, guess. Yup 138. I shit you not! I didn't freak and get discouraged though. I just sighed and resigned myself to doing what ever it takes to get as far away from that number as I can as quickly as possible. So yesterday I got on the bike in the afternoon despite how freaking tired I was. It's got to happen. Plus a lot of salads have been eaten this week.
Today, though, we went to Dragon Con and walked a bit but not at all the fast 2 miles I usually do. I was gonna just have a light day today but someone pissed me off at dinner. I won't name names but he's older than me and I live with him. . . . I left a little space for you to figure it out. Anyway I took my pissed offedness and took the dog for our regular 2 mile walk in the neighborhood. But I was still pissed so I went out again and did a 1.5 mile run. Did you see what I said??? Run! Yes, I ran. I haven't run for months due to my mysterious heel injury. It's been feeling good lately and I've been wearing my brace and icing it at night so I thought I'd take some tentative steps. Baby running steps. Dahling it was mahvelous!!! Now I know I can get this weight off. If I can run it can be done. The bike is great but running just really jump starts my metabolism like nothing else. So I'm icing my heel right now as I type and I'll just take it easy tomorrow and walk and bike. But then on Monday.... maybe a little more running if it feels ok. Very exciting! And what a good way to let go of my pissyness.
So TAKE THAT 138. You're history! I will not tolerate you hanging around anymore! I mean it, we're done. I never want to see you again and I am willing to eat as many salads as are necessary to ensure your complete and utter banishment from my life. I have nothing more to say to you.
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