Back to OK

Weight: 315.6
Total Weight loss: 34.4

Today feels better already. Last night I spiraled even further into a funk and went to bed quite depressed, so I was really looking forward to my run this morning.

It was a GREAT run. It had been raining all last evening and into the night, so it was a nice, cool morning and everything was so rich and lush looking -- really ideal running conditions, if you ask me, ~45 degrees F. I took the same route I did last run, which is now my ultimate favorite. It's very, very rare that a car goes by, the scenery is really nice, and it's a quiet neighborhood. Can you tell I am in love? However, I modified it a little to make it a little longer, so I ended up doing just over two miles total today in 41 minutes (this includes warm up and cool down).

So, instead of doing 10 running/3 walking/10 running, I ended up doing 10 running/3 walking/20 running! It's funny, because the first ten minutes was a bit rough (especially the first five), but the second ten was like a dream really. I wasn't looking at the time at all, and it felt really good, so by the time I did check where I was at, I'd already run 17 minutes! So, I figured I would just go for 20. I like round numbers, heh.

I felt like I was running faster than usual, at least in spots where I actually did see if I could up my speed a little comfortably (I could, a bit), but I was actually a little slower overall than my past few runs, but still over 3mph... I guess because of the extra distance? Regardless, I was really proud of myself and looking forward to all the straight runs coming up ahead. And I totally know I can do them!

Ah, so excited about this, it is such an accomplishment for me. From here on out, my runs will be totally straight running, no walking intervals, and I couldn't be more pleased about that.

As for my weight, it's back down, just as I was hoping. I'm definitely getting to know my body better, and what to expect on the scale based on how it feels. Yesterday was definitely a water-weight gain day for sure. Unfortunately because of the rain, I wasn't able to get into the garden like I planned, and instead spent the evening on the computer and *gasp* watching TV, some real junk, too. It's something I don't do often anymore, and because of my mood I was just going to let myself get a little junky. We did have meatball pizza for dinner (a menu for a new place was in our mailbox, and C. really wanted to try it out), but I ate a reasonable amount, fit it in, and didn't use my wallowing mood as as excuse to gorge myself on food. I didn't even think about it, really. It just turned out that way.

Could it be that my brain is changing its habits, finally?

It feels good to be back to OK. I now know that I need to get exercise in each morning, otherwise I just don't feel right in mind, body, and spirit. Who'd have thunk it?