I gained just a bit this week (.4 pounds) but I also ate dinner and had a few sodas before going, so I’m hoping that number is actually a loss. These evening meetings are killing me because I can never judge whether or not the weight I see each time I go is accurate, or just a result of having to pee, having just ate, or wearing heavy jeans that got wet with rain. It’s very frustrating. I miss my Saturday morning meetings a lot.
I just got back from running in Central Park, where the air feels terrible and I thought I would weep before I finished. And on top of that, shuffle played all the slow songs on the playlist–it was terrible luck. Even though I was dying the entire time, I managed a time not much worse than my usual. I pulled 1.63 miles in 22 minutes–giving me a 13.33 minute/mile average. Hopefully tomorrow brings with it a cooler, less humid day, and allows me to run without contemplating suicide.
Those are all my updates for this week. I wish you all a great seven days!