I've been slacking off since I wrote my last workout-related post. I ran one more time, and then for the rest of October and November didn't run. A couple days ago I started back in again, as part of a deal I made with myself when I had the tastiest double mocha
ever on my birthday: I could start drinking caffeine again, but only if I also exercised. A month later and I'm making good on that again.
So I'm back down to running two miles a shot. Not because I'm too
tired to run two miles but because my feet hurt after two miles, in that particular way which says "If you push me any more, I will give you blisters that will keep you from running for a week!" I'm also doing push-ups though, to try and balance some of this; I'll try to start back in on the curls soon too.
So that's where I'm at. Backslid a little, my weight popped up a little as a result, but I'm back at it. I
will beat this and I
will not stop until it's beaten — and even after.