D and I went for a run this morning. I attempted to breathe through my nose as recommended by bearrunner. It was a bit of a fail. Probably because I am really sinusey (I’m just making up words now), as I am very allergic to chemicals etc. Despite this, the run was good. D and I have realised that we are almost ready to stop the interval training, and just run uninterrupted. I’ve noticed a big boost in my aerobic fitness the past couple of weeks, and I’m quite confident that this is a habit that will stick. It also helps to have D as my alarm clock.
After the run I approached the bathroom scales with trepidation after a not-so-great-foodwise weekend. I was shocked to discover I had lost another 400g! Only 800g away from my first magic number now. I wasn’t organised by packing my snacks and lunch today, but I managed to find healthy sugar-free food to eat.
At my work we get given chocolate fish (a traditional kiwi marshmallow candy) for going over and above the call of duty. We were incredibly short-staffed the last two weeks, so we all deserved one. I handed mine back to my boss and explained I was now ‘off sugar’. My workmates were all surprised, but generally thought going off sugar was a good thing, and that they should do it too. But thought it would be impossible. But you know what? It was easy to hand back that chocolate fish. I wasn’t hungry and didn’t even want it.
It’s not impossible. But some days it’s not easy. Like right now I am STARVING. I haven’t eaten for 4 and a half hours though. So no surprises there.