Weigh in #13

No loss this week, but no gain either. I'm still out of the 2's, which is amazing. Which is all I was hoping for, but if I'm being honest I'm a little disappointed. Probably because when I first stepped on the scale I'd lost a pound, then I was dumb and stepped on it again only to gain that pound back. As many times as I stepped on it, that pound stayed. Considering last week's weigh in had a big loss, my many eating indulgences, the shorter work outs, and a couple of complete misses due to illness I should count myself lucky. And I am. I guess I just always want more (or less in terms of weight loss).

breakfast:
pancakes with buttermilk syrup (courtesy of my sweet husband)
milk (regrettably we only had whole in the house)

lunch:
ham and cheese with lettuce and tomato
misc. fruit (melon, cherries)
..
dinner:
2 eggs Benedict (not so healthy I'm sure, but it was the only thing in the house)
more fruit

I ran a little further today. It was a hard run too. So many times I wanted to quit. I rationalized many times that walking would be okay, that I'd done enough. Then I'd reason my way into continuing on. The last mile the wind was fierce. I thought about giving up again and then I had a thought. The wind is like Satan pushing against me. Trying to stop me from reaching my goals. Not just my fitness goals, but family, and life goals as well. It seems that every time I find I'm making progress in any area, there's always a massive resistance. I couldn't let the wind push me back. I had to win, and I did! I need to clock my run today in the car. I'm not sure how far I went. Over 4 miles I'd guess.

I just got back from clocking the route in my car. Here's the break down:

warm up walk: 0.3 miles
run: 2.7 miles
walk break: 0.3 miles (stupid hill!)
run: 1.2 miles
cool down: 0.2 miles

total: 4.7 miles

Sooooo... 4.7 miles is cool. I'm disappointed in my continuous running distance. I was hoping it was closer to the 5k mark. I figured out a few things I can tweak. If I walk around the block and start running from my house I'll run 3.0 miles before I reach the dreaded hill. Then, if I can ever get my big rear up that stupid hill it'll be 3.2 miles. Got work to do (especially after that calorie laden dinner that's weighing heavy in my stomach)!