Shock and Awe
I stepped on the scale and WTF, it said 165.4. I wasn't ready for that. I quickly realized the following as I was standing there:
- I already peed so I couldn't blame it on that.
- I took off my clothes so I couldn't blame it on that.
- That .4, probably all the Oreos the night before.
I then quickly waddled off the scale, got into my bedroom and found some elastic sweatpants to wear and a nice baggy shirt. I then lumbered downstairs to finish the morning routine and slugged my way to school.
I am calling it winter weight. I need to shed my winter weight now so that I am not a blubbering seal on the race course. Of course, today's run went well! Any other day, I would have felt great today considering the relatively warm weather and the sun being out. However, with the scale on my mind, it felt like forever out there. When I finished my 5 miles, it was a decent 8:15/mile pace on hills. It's all in how you feel though, and I felt like shit from the first step to the last.
Tonight's menu!? Grilled chicken over salad of course with some water as dressing, maybe a little pepper. If you will excuse me, I am going to go have an air sandwich for my lunch.