Last week was sorta rough. I missed a couple workouts, and at least a full day of calorie logging. We had some family sadness and apparently I overdid the food thing. Today I weighed in at 209.
Up a little more than two pounds.
I am bummed. But I am determined!
The half marathon is in six weeks. I have work to do if I want to be below 200 by then! If I'm not, it won't be the end of the world - I'll just move the date again - but it would sure feel good to have that to celebrate while I'm out running.
I had a nine-mile training run this weekend, and it was really hard. It took me two and a half hours to run it. I did not think it would take me that long. I'm embarassed to say that I'm "running" a 16:30-minute mile. That's bullshit. So ... time to get serious.