Friday, June 21, 2013
I've been doing good with my eating this week, which is a relief after having a few not-so-great weeks in a row. My weight already appears to be headed down, too, so that is fabulous. I'm feeling much less desperate and much more in control than even a few days ago. I hesitate to say I'm back on top of my game, but at least I'm no longer sitting on the sidelines.
My 4-mile race is coming up next Saturday, and I'm a bit nervous about it. Today's long run was supposed to be 5 miles, but I barely made it 3 before I had to talk a walk break. I can list all kinds of reasons/excuses for why it went so horribly wrong, but it doesn't change the fact that it caused me a serious moment of self-doubt. I'm trying hard to believe that it was an aberration, and that I'll do fine in the race. I'm mostly succeeding, but I think that I'm going to take it easy next week, just to be safe. I really want to finish strong.