So as I bid farewell to week 7 (which sort of spilled into week 8 due to my laziness) I look back and reflect on the ease of the former 6 weeks. This week introduced the tabata and the stapper method of training, which sucks, but is effective. As I look ahead to the hell of week 8, I see that those two are there waiting for me, one at the beginning and one at the end, grinning their fiendish smiles, licking their fiendish teeth at the thought of taking another sweet, sweet bite out of my ass.
In other news, I have continued my quest to increase my running up to where it has been in the past and slowly but surely I have made progress. I ran a mile in 9 minutes earlier this week and today I ran a 5k on the treadmill. It took me longer than in the past (but it was under 36 minutes) but I ran the first mile or so non-stop, which is some real progress.
Speaking of progress, I stepped on the dreaded scale this morning, post workout. I know, I know, I was only going to put myself through that torture every couple of weeks, but I couldn't wait to see if I had made any progress. 289.2 lbs. and that is awesome! I am down over 7 pounds in the last week so I hope I can keep it up. I can't wait to start using those newer holes on my belt again!
Off to a much needed shower and to try and spend some snowy at home time with my family...
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