It always seems to happen.
You make a major accomplishment, hoping to move higher and then instead of moving up, you move down. 11 days ago I ran 4.8 miles; I haven't run since. This morning I got on the scale and my weight was 202.5, the highest it's been since early 2004. I'm not going to say that I've put on a whole bunch of weight in the last 11 days. Truth be told, it's been steadily rising for the past 2 months. It's in the past and there's nothing I can do about that. I can only control the here and now and beyond.
As part of my training, I have to run 3 times this week. I'm going to have push myself out the door and hit the pavement.
This valley will fall as far as I will allow it, it's time for a turnaround.
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