Smug

The thing is... I had an excuse.  A pretty credible one, as mentioned in my last post.  So I stopped for a few days, I say a few days, perhaps three weeks.  I then got back to scaring the pheasants and squirrels in the early morning mist.  To my surprise it was nowhere near as difficult as I was expecting.  Smug.  And to add to my smugness I had not put any extra pounds on during my recuperation.  Smug.

Now the last month or so I have been more disciplined than my usual self and have managed to run at least three times a week, every week.  Smug.  I feel much fitter than I have been in a very long time and have lost over 21 pounds since I started all this malarkey back in August.  Smug.

I recently went through my wardrobe and found some jeans that have never really been big enough for me and now they are.  Smug.  In my final line of smugness over the last week I have not only played squash twice, I also managed to cycle the 7 mile round trip to the courts.  Super Smug.

I am very close to running for a full 30 minutes.  I hope to achieve this before New Years Day and then I can start improving my speed and distance ready for my next big goal.  More about that later.

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