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And the weight is coming off (again)!


So today I dutifully stepped on the scale, as I do most Wednesday mornings, to see that my training and hard work last week has begun to pay off. SCORE!

I'm down 1.4 lbs since last week, birthday cake and all!

Accountability:
I wasn't entirely strict with my diet over the weekend. Birthdays are tough on the waistline. Nevertheless, keeping the sushi, hibachi, and cake to a minimum and working it into my overall daily caloric goals saved me some major disappointment on the scale.

I began training for a half-marathon last week, so activity was at an all time high. Maybe not all time, but it was at the highest point since running the Warrior Dash in May. I ran the first three days of the Couch to 5K (C25K) program to ease back into running.

Yesterday, I completed a 2 mile run in just under 21 minutes. Not too shabby for the first week back at it! I have to keep reminding myself not to push too hard too fast. Thankfully, my lovely lady friend who convinced me to sign up for this marathon is training alongside me. Keep up with her on her training blog, Running with Pepper.

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  1. I just found your blog its so cute. Congratulations on the weight loss I know it's hard on a weight loss journey myself.

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  2. Thanks so much, Samantha! It's a long journey, but perseverance and keeping the faith pays off in the end! Good luck to you on your journey!

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