I’ve put on more weight that I realized. I weighed in at nearly 156 this morning when I went to visit the doctor. But I could feel the extra weight before I even saw the number. I’m so disappointed to be 20 lbs heavier than I was a year ago. I’m still hopeful because I’m still 27 lbs lighter than my heaviest weight. I haven’t ruined everything.

My sister was a great influence on me for the past four days. Three workouts (only skipping the day where I was too hungover to move). Lots of healthy meals. Very little overeating. (But, then again, too much drinking.) I guess I was hopeful that the scale would’ve reflected a tiny bit of that.

With the 10-mile race coming up in just 3 1/2 weeks, I really have some extra incentive to drop a few lbs, and quickly. Carrying around that extra weight for so many miles will hurt.

Planning a cleansing week to start on Sunday or Monday. Not starving myself, just eating mainly fruits and veggies. Also writing a very reasonable (but challenging) workout schedule into my calendar. Alternating Jazzercise and training walks, working out 6-7 days each week. I know I’m a very good planner, but I’m feeling very inspired to actually execute this one. I think I can easily (and healthily) drop six pounds before my race. Willpower, I hope you stick around for a while.