while. I'm not sure how long it has been. I don't think I want to know.
It wasn't easy. As I ran I could feel every bag of M&M's, every Oreo
Fudgie, and every hamburger dragging me down. Either that, or the
earth has gained more mass so gravity is stronger. Which seems more
plausible? Yeah, I was afraid of that. I cursed every bad meal and
snack I had eaten the last month or so. Really, I was cursing at
myself. I was doing well at the beginning of the year, then I turned
into my usual sloth-like self. No more I say!
But I ran. I feel good, for now, I just need to keep it up. I have a
9.5 mile race in September, and if I don't want to be dragged off on a
stretcher, I need to keep going. No more excuses! Except for tomorrow.
I have to get up at 4:30am for a quick round trip flight and the kids
have swimming lessons. I plan on being exhausted. After that it's all
about getting in shape again. I swear!