Showered and shaved.
Got to London way before 10am.
Optimistic scenario achieved!
Completed some good, fairly complicated work yesterday evening and this morning.
Weight is down to 77.1 Kg. I haven’t been lower than this since early 2015.
Someone responded to my appeal for help just as I was losing hope that they remembered me.
And I’m about to head out for a run.
Weight is down. At 77.4 Kg, it’s the lowest it’s been since December 2017, and within touching distance of the all time grown-up low in early 2015.
I’m running again. 5 consecutive days after 3 dreary runs in 3 weeks.
I’m working. It’s hard and happy work. Just the kind that drives me crazy yet leaves me happy.
I’m reading. I’ve run out of things to watch on TV so have been happily spending evenings reading in bed.
The boy is sleeping with me again. He comes and snuggles up while I’m reading. He even forced R to open the doors to come to me last night. And again this morning.
Autumn is at its most beautiful. I get to enjoy it everyday on my runs.
I’m listening to music that I like.
And, it’s sunny today. People outside northern Europe won’t understand how valuable is a sunny November morning :)
I’ve run at least 100 km every month this year. I want to keep this streak going.
After Sunday’s run, my total for October is ~82 km. I needed 18 km in four days. It seemed like four days of easy 5K runs would do it.
I skipped the run yesterday. I claimed sore muscles as the excuse. Then it appeared like three days of 6K runs would do it.
I’m skipping the run today too. Work load and gloomy skies are my excuse today. Now I need to run two consecutive 10Ks in next two days.
Unless I skip tomorrow’s run too, and end up having to run a half marathon on Thursday 😕
I don’t want to sleep because I have nothing to look forward to for when I wake up.
I planned the run in my head.
I got dressed in running gear.
I started the warm-up routine.
Then I felt too cold.
The head was full of excitement from a breakthrough in the morning’s work.
Chewie was still wrapped up in bed.
But mainly, I felt too cold.
So I chickened out of the run. I changed back into home clothes. And am now back at work.
I started work before sunrise. It’s still 12 mins away.
I made coffee but forgot to drink it because head was already working away.
Chewie got up at 6 to demand breakfast, and then went looking for fallen apples and ripe mulberries in the backyard.
Awesome! Duesome! Cuesome! Pawsome!
After a week of research and 2 days of implementation struggle, I just got the first step to work.
I may have celebrated too loudly in my chair, arms up in the air (like I just scored a goal). The boy got up from his sunny lounge to come check on me :)
Time to reward him with a walk. Continue reading Small wins, small celebrations