Anyhow, I hope this post finds the world doing well. I myself am doing... well... myself... Sunday I completed my first week of the Frank to 5k Real World Challenge. If you haven't read before, I did one full run of the Couch to 5k program on an elliptical last summer. As daunting as the task felt like it would be, I completed it with very little resistance. The beautiful thing about getting in shape is that the battles are won and lost but the overall war never ceases. My next step in the process was to do the program again on the treadmill but life changes and obstacles are brought up that are difficult to overcome. I dropped off for quite a bit but now I'm back and I'm taking to the streets. Literally.
Life post juice fast was kind of like a victory tour. I had this new, sleek body that was really nice and much lighter than the older model. I took it out and about on speaking tours and made trips back to Ohio. It was all the rage. Talking about how much healthier I was was way more interesting than getting into good habits. I wouldn't say I relapsed into old eating habits, but I got really really lazy. I didn't go to the stairs. I didn't try to be active outside of playing dodgeball (Which was negated by the beer afterwards). All this lead up to a stunning 24 pound weight gain. After month one I was at 320. In my defense, at my heaviest I was the victim of food and water weight. I worked myself down to 308 during month two but that was stalled by two trips to Ohio for graduations and old habits. While here in California, I'd eat healthy. I'd just take in more than I put out. So at the nice weight of 316 I decided to dust off the Frank to 5k program and give it another go while dusting off the even dustier MyFitnessPal app to figure out where to start cutting again.