The great sage Don Henley once spoke:
“I’ve been tryin’ to get down to the heart of the matter
But my will gets weak and my thoughts seem to scatter”
The rest of the song is some whining about heartbreak and forgiveness. But these are the two key lines for today.
After the weekend of fun I described in my last couple of posts, even with some good hard workouts; I was still up several pounds. I was actually higher the other night than I started the month even. Granted, most of that weight was transitory salt weight, but I still was up.
Last night, I rode 17 miles in an hour on the bike, and still had a good bit of leg left. A year ago I’d only dream about being able to do that. Two days ago, I swam more than 1.2 miles in an hours time. Last year, I struggled to get through 800 yards. I can run… ok, well, I can run a little which is still more than I could do a year ago.
At this point most of that extra weight is gone, and I’m hopeful to reach close to 310 by the end of the month. But when you get down to the heart of the matter, it’s still (and may always be) about how much, or even just what I choose to eat each day that makes the difference in my weight loss.