Down to 133lbs today! Woke up early and was running by 6:30. I felt like I was going to die half way through, but I am assuming that was because I forced myself to literally sprint through the latter half of the work out last night. I am happy about where I am at weight-wise, but am still working towards more results in terms of muscle development and tone. Though, as with everything else in life, that will come with both time and effort. So I push on, hating every step on that treadmill, but feeling great at the conclusion of the race.
As a much younger person, I despised the morning. I lived for the warm comfiness of my bed, especially on cold winter mornings when you’re chilled to the bone as soon as you set your feet on the floor. But now, as a latter-20 -something, I love the morning. I have done a flip-flop from being a night owl to a morning person. I enjoy watching the sun rise (on mornings I drive to work) and seeing the siloughette of the bare trees as the sun comes up behind.
The days I have time in the morning, I enjoy the work out too. Though staring at a wall in the basement is less zen-like than a sunrise (really, no comparison). But the morning run gets me going – the endorphines start running around and getting me energized for the day. Though the end of day run has its positive points – as in running off the stressors of the day. I still prefer the first, though.
til tomorrow…
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