The office closed early, so I was able to go for a run in the gorgeous fall afternoon on the C&O Canal to Fletcher's boathouse with my friend Trick, who I haven't seen in a long time. I had to run with my special scisors in case of an emergency to cut the wires of my mouth! It was fun running with Trick cause he is so shy and quiet - but this time he had to do all the talking, so he opened up to me a bit more than before. Felt great! Took some walking breaks just for precaution, but most of the time we were going at a good pace and I did the 6 miles in 1 hour.
Morning weight: 139!!! I am now at my pre-stress fracture weight. Yup, I gained 10 lbs after I stopped running, and now I lost them since the jaw fracture. I am NEVER going back to the 140s. NEVER. Did you hear that? Please hold me to it. I feel sooooo much better being less heavy. I still want to lose at least 9 more lbs, although 11 would be the absolute heavenly place, but at 130 lbs I know I would feel great. So why do I do this to myself and keep allowing myself to gain so much weight? I don't know. I'm an idiot. It's not just that I fit better on my clothes or that I look better when I see myself on the mirror, it's so much more, it's my confidence level that is better, it's my fitness, it's my not feeling subconscious about my huge butt bouncing around when I walk.
A bigggg shot out to our friend Wall-e who just had hernia surgery! Hang in there buddy, it'll all be better soon!
Gotta go hand out candy now, HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! | 