I haven't studied French all summer.
Aug. 6th, 2011 11:20 amYesterday, I finished week seven of Couch-to-5k.
It took me nine weeks to get this far. One week was lost because I caught a bad cold. Running with a head of snot was not enjoyable. I lost time when I had to repeat a random day here and there. Usually it was heat. On the days when it was over 90F+humidity here, it was hard to run the full distance.
I kind of wished I'd kept bodily measurements from the beginning. While I've only lost 3.5 lbs so far, I've changed shape and gained a lot of muscle. I can see a big difference in my face, neck, and shoulders; they are much slimmer. My calves are noticeably larger and more muscular, and yet I'm still hovering around 220 lbs. I feel like having measurements would have been a good metric for progress.
I need systems, goddammit.
The wedding is in 28 days. I photographed a wedding and designed two CD covers to raise some wedding cash. A lot of people are taking their sweet-ass time RSVPing. I have to write my vows. I need to set up an Etsy store for selling wedding invitations.
Today, I feel a sort of oily ennui. Polluted, but I don't care.
It took me nine weeks to get this far. One week was lost because I caught a bad cold. Running with a head of snot was not enjoyable. I lost time when I had to repeat a random day here and there. Usually it was heat. On the days when it was over 90F+humidity here, it was hard to run the full distance.
I kind of wished I'd kept bodily measurements from the beginning. While I've only lost 3.5 lbs so far, I've changed shape and gained a lot of muscle. I can see a big difference in my face, neck, and shoulders; they are much slimmer. My calves are noticeably larger and more muscular, and yet I'm still hovering around 220 lbs. I feel like having measurements would have been a good metric for progress.
I need systems, goddammit.
The wedding is in 28 days. I photographed a wedding and designed two CD covers to raise some wedding cash. A lot of people are taking their sweet-ass time RSVPing. I have to write my vows. I need to set up an Etsy store for selling wedding invitations.
Today, I feel a sort of oily ennui. Polluted, but I don't care.