I weighed myself, gasped… and then I ran!
Good lord, I haven’t seen those numbers on the scale since 1999. Holy Moly. I still think my thyroid is going bonkers again, despite the fact that I had it checked in the fall and the numbers seemed OK. Will be having it checked again next week. In the meantime, I’m gonna put a cork in it– and hit the pavement. I’ve been a slack-ass lately when it comes to my running (weather has been hell)… but honestly, NO EXCUSE, as I have a full membership to one of the BEST gyms (if not the best!) in the US.
3.81 miles today (sunny, 70*F)– ’bout freakin’ time.
I will be thin, I will be thin, I will be thin (or die trying). Run, Contessa, run!
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