DAY 95- So Far Away

Well, that is pretty much how I feel- so far away from where I want to be. I still need to drop 15-20 more pounds. My poochie tummy, extra chunk above each hip & my back wings are still hanging on strong. I know they will be the last to go, but I am tired of looking at them. The last 20 is way harder than the first 20.

I did pick up my pace this weekend. I did 2 classes on Saturday but then slept in on Sunday & missed Fred's second reign of terror. But give me a break because I never get a day to sleep in. I get up on my weekends bright & early to work out for several hours.

Tonight I did 1 hour of cycling then an 1 hour of kick boxing. I swear John (the kick boxing instructor) about killed us tonight. We had to lay on the ground and do these reach, kick , stretch & back again. It was killer for the saddle bags.

It still seems to me that most of the time I try to psych myself out with the whole food thing. I get focused on the smell or just the desire. I get it & realize it wasn't really worth it. How do you stop doing that?

I have picked up running again. I am up to 3 miles - 3x a week. I have missed it. I am going to train for the 1/2 marathon again. So here I come GO! St. Louis.

Don't give up on me yet. We still have a ways to traverse ladies!

Misty "Stunted Dropping" Lowe