There are a lot of challenges going around. Fitness goals that people are setting.
Wanna know what I think? I think I'm a lazy ass.
Wanna know what I've been doing? Eating too much sugar and watching the scale go up.
Wanna know what I want to do about it? Eat more sugar and watch the scale go down.
Wanna know how that works? It doesn't.
So I'm going to forget that I just ate two rice crispy treats (that were nasty, BTW.)
I'm going to set a fitness goal just like my amazing friend ronnie.
I'm going to run.
I'm going to run until it hurts, until the sweat is falling off of me.
I'm going to run until I remember why I started running in the first place, I'm going to run until it feels good again.
(While I type this I'm thinking about Butterfinger ice cream, I'm going to resist.)
I'm going to run until that scale says 145. Then I'm going to keep running.
I'm back on track with my band. I had .4 removed. It is a post all in itself, but no one told me what this band was supposed to feel like. I'll write about that later. About what it feels like for me.