Last week, I woke up and felt like I was on 'The Biggest Loser." I stumbled out of bed and stepped onto the scale. In one week, I'd put in 32.5 miles. What would be the results of that? Beyond feeling like super woman after a great run, I had also lost 8 lb in ONE WEEK! I was beyond excited. I couldn't hardly believe my eyes. In fact, I stepped on the scale twice. I woke up on New Years Day weighing 232.5 and the scale this morning said 224. Unbelievable. SO happy.
But the true lesson of the scale happened this morning. I've now put in 59 miles for 2,011. That is more miles than I have ever probably ran in my entire life, in two weeks! The scale this morning was obviously having a bad day. 226. Really? Even more miles. I ate pretty well, but there is definitely room for improvement though in the eating habits world, but that is another life change within itself. But then I realized that mother nature is visiting and that always makes a difference in my weight by at least 4 to 5 lbs. So Mr. Scale, I am sorry that you are having a bad day, but you WILL NOT ruin mine. I don't view this as a set back at all.
Good luck on your running adventures today! Off to the gym now with a goal of biking and running combo of 10 miles!