So I made it to the gym yesterday, even though I didn't wanna. After running outside for weeks, I now know why it's called the dreadmill. I did 3 miles in 36:16, and the last mile I alternated between running really fast (9 min miles) and walking. I wanted to run fast just so I could get it over with.
Positives About the Gym:
1) No rain pounding on my head while running
2) There are fans to keep me cool
3) I can pee right before and after I run
4) Free bottled water from the cooler
5) Instant feedback from the treadmill (it was interesting to learn that my natural pace is 10:30, even though I get tired after about a mile and have to walk a bit)
Negatives About the Gym:
1) I ran 3 miles but didn't go anywhere
2) Someone near me had gas... 'Nuf said
3) The temporary gym location has no TV's
4) No sunshine to tan my legs and arms (okay, there was no sunshine outside either, but still...)
5) I ran 3 miles but didn't go anywhere
There's more rain today and it's cold (mid 50s), so I'll be going back there this afternoon, dammit. And I need to do 4 miles today. I don't have proper rain running gear or cold weather running clothes yet, so I see a trip to the sporting goods store in my near future (**what do I need to wear in the rain? please tell me what to buy!**). If you runners like the rain so much, I'm gonna have to try it myself.
I had a decent food day until last night. Sophie got some chocolate candy at a class party yesterday, and of course I had to have a bite. That set off a terrible domino effect that just went on all night. I will spare you the food porn, but let's just say if it was chocolate and in my house, I ate it. I stopped counting calories after I hit about 600. And I purposely avoided the scale this morning because I knew I was bloated and didn't want the negative feed back from the scale to bring me down even more.
Today is a new day, back on plan. But DAMN THAT CANDY! Halloween is gonna be the death of me.
I'm on track right now to lose absolutely no weight in the month of October. I was 155 at the start, and I'm likely gonna be 155 at the end. It will be my first month with no net loss, if my pattern holds. Granted, I still have a week to go, so I could pull out maybe a pound loss. But not with my track record currently. With all that's been going on, I suppose I should be grateful I haven't gained. I don't feel very grateful about anything lately.
Update on Sophie-- she made it to school again today, although she's still not riding the bus because she's dizzy in the mornings for about 30-60 minutes after she gets out of bed. Last night she woke up at 3 a.m. to pee, and then couldn't go back to sleep. We laid in her bed for an hour, and then I put her out of her misery and let her watch TV in our room. At 6 a.m. she was still awake. The prednisone messes with her sleep badly. Thankfully we're down to 1 tsp a day starting today, and maybe that will help. I took her to her classroom this morning and told her teacher about her lack of sleep. It's not a big deal if a Kindergartner falls asleep in class, which is a blessed thing.