Dreaded food hangover from hell

This was the worst one yet. I still have a doughnut in the fridge from yesterday and I'm afraid to eat it, that is how bad this particular food hangover was. Alright body, you win. No more intentional bad stuff. I can't take this kind of sickness anymore.

"You've done this before"

In 2001, I left the Air Force and was very much overweight. Between 2001 and 2003 I lost 100lbs with diet, exercise, and decreasing a LOT of negative stress in my life.  I moved, went to college and made some really wonderful friends. I lost that tremendous amount of weight kept it off for three years. My weight came back with a vengeance, however, after a combination of medical issues and being KO'd by one-too-many life crises. I stayed the same large size for almost six years, yet people would still approach me and treat me as if I murdered someone because I gained the weight back. Even strangers would ask, "What happened? You used to be so much smaller!" Often I would hurt their feelings right back, but never as much as they hurt mine. It took my brother to get me back in my good place. He said, "Even if you did gain it back, how many people can say they've lost 100lbs? You still did it. You've at least done it before."
So I think that will be my mantra: You've done this before. 

Weightloss wasn't my primary goal for becoming a runner. I just honestly like being a runner. Still, I take comfort in being reminded that I've walked down the weightloss road before. This time, however, I will run it. :)

My Spartan Race car sticker arrived today! Yay!

!#$!@#$# GPS...grumble grumble

I went out this morning, despite this wretched humidity. It felt like I had completed three miles, but my GPS said it was only 1.91 mi. This is how I reacted:

Sleepless in the South

I am making a commitment to get to bed at a decent hour. Lately, I have been staying up late to watch History 2 channel because they show the best stuff after midnight. Thus, denying me the sleep I need to get up early and run. This madness must cease!

Thunderbusted

I get up early, ready to run. It starts raining. No problem. Running in the rain is one of those things that I wasn't allowed to do as a kid, but promised I would do as an adult. Rainwater is awesome on my hair. I step outside, and the thunder starts. My run day has been thunderbusted. Oh well...I guess it will be a DVD day!

This week's veggies!

That kale is just too tasty! The farmer also gave everyone these beautiful sunflowers!

 

Happy National Running Day!

I only ran 1.13 mi today; silly me for waiting so late to get out. But at least I got out and RAN! On the track, a mom running with her kids and this twentysomething were the only ones on the track. The mom stopped me on my way out to ask if she could read the bib, and there was minor chit chat with the 20something because I thought I was in his way while I was taking pics, to which he assured me that I wasn't bothering him at all. Every time I speak to another runner, no matter how small the conversation, I feel lifted. I feel like I could go another mile!