I have decided that losing weight is what keeps me motivated. Every time I go to one of my meetings and I haven't lost anything, I start to feel discouraged. For the last month and a half, I have been gaining or staying the same. Since we got back from California, I have gained back eight of the pounds I had worked so hard to lose. I was starting to lose all hope. Then, after running my 10K last week, I decided to sign up for the half-marathon. Doing that made something click inside my brain. I know that if I expect myself to do well at ALL in this half-marathon, then I need to start eating right. So, all last week I really tried hard to do a good job. I will admit, I messed up more times than I would have liked, but I was active, I ate the best that I could most of the time and I drank tons of water. I also started training for the half in October.
This morning I went out on a two-mile run before my meeting, and for some reason, it was a little harder than usual. I pushed myself and I am proud to say that I ran the whole thing. But, when I got back I could feel my heart beating inside my head and my skin was so hot, I think the sweat coming off my forehead might have turned into steam directly on contact. If it didn't, it got soaked into my nice, wet bandana I was wearing. At least that kept my head kind of cool. It also didn't help that it was already really hot at 6:15 in the morning. But, nonetheless, I trucked through it. Then, I went to my meeting with Carina. We both had a great weigh-in, me at 5.6 lost and she had lost 4 pounds! We are neck in neck on our weight now, and I am so proud of both of us!
Well, enough ranting. Now, I have to go work in my front yard for a while before it gets too hot. Mother, you should be proud and you can stop nagging me now. Hope everybody has a great day!!