I'm Mr. Glass

I am sick. This is the 2nd straight Monday. If you're doing the math, that's 8 straight days. Eight straight fucking days for one fucking cold.

I hate being sick. It's a miserable experience, and I am just weak and suceptible when it comes around. A cold that a normal person will shake off in two days will stick with me for two weeks.

Anyway, I didn't work out once last week.

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ru-roh

Almost missed my daily blogging. But much like today's exercise, I was able to sneak it in. Of course, after my 3.5 miles, I came home to Chipotle. I swear to god, I'll never get where I want to be, eating what I want to eat.

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Last night after work I hit the gym and pushed 45 minutes on the elliptical. Near the end the song started really going and I found myself sprinting along to it. Of course, my enthusiasm was quickly rewarded with a punishing stitch to my side, but settling down for the last two minutes of the run got rid of it soon enough.

You know, I know I'm currently in trouble as my belt buckle has been digging into my stomach when I'm sitting. Ain't no denying that. And damn, that shit hurts.

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Yep, I blew it.

A bad Thursday, a worse Friday and a straight-up awful Saturday sees a Monday weigh in up six pounds over last week's best. I'm such an idiot! lol -- The only difference is that this time, I'm going to immediately blog the failure, then look to correct it this afternoon by hitting the gym.

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Nope

Yesterday I didn't do as well as I should have. The morning went well with a powerbar breakfast, but for lunch I hit the cafeteria and grabbed a chicken quesadilla and some fries. Then at dinnertime I had a Shamrock Shake and two double cheeseburgers as I was on the road. Could have made better choices there, that's for certain.

Additionally, I didn't exercise yesterday, as planned. Damn do I hate seeing the salt/grease gain though. It's just... it's very frustrating. Very.

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Another decent weigh-in

This morning I hit the scale and got another pound-and-a-half off. Solid. Just working this water out of my system.

Today is Thursday, which is my typical off-day for workouts. I'm going out with friends, so this'll be my first official test of the new deal. A little concerned, but I hope to keep my goals in the forefront of my mind and not my potential failures.

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Good run

I felt wobbly. A bit unstable. Yesterday I'd done 45 minutes, and it's been eons since I've done back-to-backs of this calibur. That said... wow. I'm sitting here, dripping sweat all over my chair. Just soaked. Another big 45 minute elliptical run.

I wasn't sure I'd be able to make it. I was hurting from the first step, feeling yesterday's run. I took my first peek at the clock only 13 minutes in. By minute 18 I was starting at the clock. I wanted to stop at 20 minutes, and again at 30. By minute 35, I knew I could do it. That I could tough it out. And I did.

Today I'm not a quitter.

Water Weight Loss

Last night I banged out 45 minutes on the elliptical. I made it 3.89 miles, and I used to be able to get over 4, so there's some nice room to improve there.

This morning when I stepped on the scale, I was at 289.9; that's a loss of 3.5 pounds. Obvious that's gotta be water weight, right? But still... what a nice feeling. When I hit the 290s, my world sort of got rocked. In fact, one night I saw 299 on the scale. If I were a big pussy I probably would have started crying at that, but instead I just got mad. Still am. I'm pissed that I've wasted time and my previous weightloss on gettinig to where I am now.

I've ordered some new running shoes (my current ones are ripped from my weight pounding on them), and they'll be at my place when I get home. I'm really looking forward to taking them out tonight.

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Gotta Write, Even if it's Worthless

I want to tell myself that the countdown is on. That now I begin in earnest. Yet at the same time, I feel like I've been doing that on-again off-again dance for some time now, and that there's no value in that statement anymore. And as crappy as that is, I'm afraid it's true.

The issue I have is that while I feel that my words hold no water, I also recognize that when I blog I do better. So I need to write, even if the value of what I say isn't high right now. I guess I'll just have to earn that back through consistency and success.

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