Until now. 216. Still 216. My husband says to not be hard on myself, I was sick for 3 days, my routine was off, etc. etc. I use to quit when I didn’t lose but this just infuriates me to the point of wanting it even more. I’d like to see 212 this coming Friday. [...]
I went home from work early yesterday to prepare for my eminent death and promptly read the rest of Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins. I survived the night. My husband said he’d cook so I didn’t contaminate all the food. We ordered Chinese. (Things like that remind me why I love him.) He’s good about it, too. He’s [...]
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I don’t know about you, but I really enjoy silence after an excruciating work out. It gives me time to process and take it all in. To be proud of myself, to reconnect. All of that hokey bullshit.
I had just completed cycling [...]