Yesterday morning I ran a 3/4 mile warm up, a 3.5 mile run and a 3/4 mile warm down. I ran 5 miles.
THIS morning I weighed myself. I have lost 20 pounds. I am becoming a believer I think. I am pretty excited about my training. I am actually starting to feel a little depressed on days when I don't run. This new life style is getting pretty groovy.
I have been keeping pretty strict about what I eat and drink. I feel lighter. Internally and externally. I mean, i'm still 216, but I feel like I have dropped some baggage. I have also realized that my world view and overall outlook is becoming more positive. I am slowly becoming that positive puckered asshole that I have always wanted to kick. What the fuck is happening to me?
The weather is starting to warm up and it is starting to feel like spring. I can't wait for my run tomorrow. Starting my training in the fierce cold of winter was a good idea I think. Now I have a few months of warm weather to contend with before the soiled diaper that is August in New York arrives. I imagine I will have to run at 4;30 in the morning then.... Yuck.
"Bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible" - Billy Shakespeare
This is getting weird. I have almost too much energy, or it may just be this second cup of coffee.
I'm out!
- El Tortuga flaco
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