Back on the Gerbil Wheel
This summer I reached a pinnacle of physical fitness that I had not reached since college where I wrestled and played football. This summer I ran a half marathon and got down below 300lbs for the first time in nine years. I felt pretty good about myself to the extent that I pretty much stopped doing anything physical after I finished my race. I was able to fool myself into thinking that I was still in pretty good shape until I stepped on the scale last night just for the heck of it. After the 0.0 flashed for an unusually long time the screen came up 0 LsP2. Now I don’t speak computer but I’m pretty sure that what 0 LsP2 translates into is, “What the #*%$ do you think you are doing!? Get the $*#&@ off of me fat @#%.”
So here we go again. I know the chips are stacked against me with it being the holiday season but I need to do something. I ran this morning and when I got back I weighed myself and am brining 332lbs with me. I want the scale to say 299lbs. Let’s do this.
