Holy hell. Day 60 of training! I've stuck with this thing faithfully for 60 days!! I can't even begin to tell you how awesome I feel over this - I once was the queen of fall-off-the-wagon-I-have-an-excuse-why-I-can't-but-I-tried.
But no more.
I must give up that crown and hand it over to someone else. Someone with a closet full of excuses and a truck load of BS, because I am no longer that person. No sireee, I'm now, "no retreat, no surrender, ain't no stoppin' me now, Roe".
Ok that's a big title. You can still just call me Jen. I'll be the one without the crown and running until my legs fall off. Which might happen this week as I attempt my greatest feat (with my feet... couldn't resist) to run NINE miles.
OOF... maybe I shouldn't give up that crown so fast! Joking. Nine miles? no sweat, it's just 3 miles, 3 times. And I can do three miles pretty comfortably. And you know, nothing like running for over 2 hours to energize ya. It'll be, gulp, great. :)
In other news, I lost 1.4 at weigh in this week! Yippee! I'm getting closer to closer to goal and I'm so happy about it.
PS: Almost forgot... I'm souper, blah, blah,blah... please vote, 2 more days!! Vote for JENNIFER!