Checking in

Life comes at us at the speed of light. Time gets away from us and the next thing you know, a week has gone by.

My running schedule has become a little tainted this week. I was running every day until Saturday. I hurt my knee and was hardly able to walk on it, let alone run. So I continued with a brisk walk fir 2 miles instead of the c25k program. I really think once the weight comes off significantly, the knees will be more forgiving.

Ever have one of those weeks where self-pity turns into a ticket to cheatsville? My nemesis is hearty crusty artisan breads. Yum. In the battle of willpower, I'm done. Yummy crusty bread of the heavens: 1, Fatty: 0.

I've been adding some square, lunges, with weights (wrist-4lbs) to my repertoire . Liking it, my arse feels like hell but that means it's working right?

As much as I stick to my WW points, only use earned activity points, I can't seem to shed weight at a decent rate. I don't know why its not just falling off. I'm losing at the same rate as my sedentary self. The wonder if it's even worth it keeps swirling, that is until I looked at a photograph if myself. Sickened, I've decided to take this to the next level, quit my crying, screw the knee, only whole foods (no more packaged shit), and majestic myself proud.

I am DB "friends" with a woman who is a runner and started a FB group for moms who run etc. Well her story is this: she's 38, a mom to I believe three kids, had a stroke at 21, was a newlywed at the time. The docs said she would never walk, talk, be normal again. Her brand new young hubby helped nurse her back and now today she's done 5 full marathons, runs 8 miles a day. Despite her odds, her "sentence", she rose above. Man, if she can, we all can.