Motivation by the pound

I went to bed at 9:30 last night with a headache. Woke up not feeling well: tired, still a slight tension headache. This morning I was not going to run.

Then, just for fun, I got on the scale.

The weight was way low. So low that I won't even mention it here. Too low. But it was interesting the effect that that caused in me.

It hit me that I could eventually not only reach that weight, but beat it.

My first stage of weight loss is to be below 210. And I realized the best way NOT to reach my goal was to start letting things slip.

Like skipping one day of exercise.

So, in spite of myself, I got on my running clothes, took the dog and went for a 32 minute run, burning 380 calories.

The bummer is that the calories I burned were not even half of what I did to myself with my demonic PB&J snack last night. The good news: it was almost half.

Having an awareness of what I put in my mouth, how I ofset that with exercise, and how I can see a direct impact on my weight is making a huge impact on me staying on track.