As most of you may already know because I
ran to the tallest hilltop in all of the land and shouted to all that would listen below posted it on Facebook.
I finally broke through my plateau this morning.
I might have treated myself with a tiny scoop of moose tracks ice cream.
Gimme a break, they were giving out FREE ice cream for CHARITY.
Come on. Who passes that up?
Today has been a pretty terrific day. Not only did I finally get out of the 230’s, but I also had my highest mileage to date.
The last two miles of that was my run this evening.
On extremely tired legs.
The term tired doesn’t even begin to cover it. My legs feel like they’re not even attached to my body anymore. I feel like I should just be picking them up and moving them to where I want them to be.
It absolutely blows my mind that I’ve lost 150 pounds. It just doesn’t seem like that could be possible. It feels like that whole life belonged to someone else. I had quite a reflective run this evening and I plan on sharing it once Cliff leaves for Dallas and I have free time that I physically cannot spent with him, no matter how much I want to.
But for now, I’m going to close my eyes and revel in my happiness of making that scale my bitch.