I have been enjoying wonderful weather and early morning outside jogs this week. I can now categorically say that running outside beats the ever loving hell out of treadmill jogging, Even if you are jogging in the dark. As a matter of fact, I have twice this week felt a bit cheated that I needed to go ahead and quit jogging and pack it in so I can get my breakfast cooked and the girls around. I love that! I remember in the beginning, my walking and jogging were activities in which I made myself make it for a preset amount of time, and now, I feel cheated that how much jogging I get to do is limited by time! I so look forward to my Fridays and Saturdays now so that I can push myself until I get tired, not run out of time. I still have trouble grasping that I have gotten here from the guy that walked around his 1/2 mile block twice in July and wondered what the hell happened to me and how am I going to get this fixed?
I have a confession, I still am not tracking my food as well as I used to, but instead of it being an issue, I have actually been just fine lately. I don't write it down, but I am having the same breakfast and lunches as I usually do, I only do one helping at supper and my snacking has dwindled, not disappeared, but waaaaay down from the last not tracking episode. I am hoping to see a good number on the scale tomorrow that shows me that I have made the changes necessary to keep me from having to write down every morsel. If not, then I suppose I am on the hook for my actions and I will react accordingly.