Thanks to Spacecadet's Space post i read yesterday about making herself run for 2 hours.. I ran for about 50 minutes! Okay. I ran for about 40 until the muscles in my left leg were hurting beyond simply ignoring them or fighting through the pain. I thought about fighting it for 3 more laps to complete 4 miles, but then I also thought how much it would suck to be injured and not be able to run for a while. I walked another lap, tried to run the last 2, and then I had to go pick up P.
I'm pissed at him right now. I have nothing sweet to say about him. And this isn't just petty girl stuff..ugh I'm not going to bore you with it. We'll get over it in a few days.
My intake is getting in better control. It feels like I'm overcoming some huge addiction, but is been getting easier each day. What kind of addiction...close your eyes..you may not want to read my shame: Sugar, Ice Cream, cookies...pretty much a lot of things that make me look gross.
Monday was hard, I had to buy myself a dark chocolate Godiva bar. Tuesday was okay, I had a hawaiian shaved ice(it was really hot okay), today.....brace yourselves....NADDA!!!!! I thought about it, but it was easy to fight of the temptation. I love fresh food :)
Okay so I go to bed tonight feeling a little less fat, but I have a lot of work ahead of me.