sometimes being in denial is just plain easier. this morning i stepped on the scale and caused an earthquake over near the philippines. i know i've been all "i need to get back on track" for an eternity now, and today's weigh-in was more than enough of a wakeup call. hello ten pounds, it is sooo nice to see you again. i certainly can't hide behind denial anymore.
like glenn, i use "lose it" on my iphone to track my calories in/out. by "use" i mean sporadically of course, but this is going to change. today i successfully tracked each and every morsel that crossed my lips, and even utilized restraint when i was "hungry". per the lose it app and my stats, i'm allotted 1600 net calories/day and unfortunately that number is not hard to rack up. no wonder i gained weight - i'm sure i was eating at least twice that much most days. i know i'm married and all now, but i do not need to let myself go that much...
on the running front - things are slightly better. i've been off the 'scripts for two days and *so far so good*. i'm still not sweating normally, but that's the least of my concerns compared to everything else. hopefully things won't relapse and i can continue running.
sunday i surprised myself with a little progression run. granted, this "speed" used to be my easy pace, but that's just how it is. i need to rebuild.
sunday (8/15) am run: 3.40 miles, 29:26 (avg pace 8:39), avg/max hr (173/197), 75*/96% humidity
[8:57, 8:41, 8:15]
today i went "long". boy do i have a long way to go in the stamina department. five-miles are not supposed to be so hard!
wednesday (8/18) pm run: 5.06 miles (i'm counting every inch), 47:41 (avg pace 9:25), avg/max hr (165/188), 82*/80% humidity