On Wednesday I talked to my running buddy, Laura and she told me that she ran 6 miles in 65 mins. (her best time and 1 min faster than our best together) While I’m very excited for her to be doing so well, I immediately thought, “I never would have been able to keep up with that right now” and that pissed me off. I was running 6 freakin’ miles in 66 mins and I stopped training. Just stopped. I went almost 3 weeks without running. No wonder my weight has gone up! The exercise alone helps but I eat better knowing I’m running the next day. Duh… Our 10k is in 2 weeks and you better believe I’m running the whole way of that bitch.

I went for a 3 miler yesterday and Laura and I are doing a full 10k tomorrow.

I have to stay this focused. I WILL NOT go back to being 300+ pounds…. EVER!

My friend took this picture  on Thursday. (it’s her baby, don’t get any ideas!) It’s the first picture I looked at without having it next to an old photo, that I noticed how small I am getting.

I did very well this week staying in my point range everyday. I feel like I’m back in the eating game and I’m going to focus on exercise this week. I did go for a 4 mile run with Laura yesterday but that was my only form of exercise.

I’m down to 226lbs again. (a 101lbs loss) Just a little more before I’m in new numbers and don’t have to feel like I’m losing weight that I already worked off before.

And now I’m back.  The last few weeks have not been good.  I ate out A LOT, I didn’t exercise and the result was a 9.5lb gain! Barf.. 

But non of that matters anymore because I am ready to kick some butt and get this weight off of me.  I’m off to the gym this morning and I’m going to work up a great sweat!