169 Days to Race
Some successes to report. When I stepped on the scale this morning I saw the smallest number I've seen since 1994. I'm still not quite sure I believe it. Eight more pounds and I'll be at the weight I told myself I had to see before I'd allow myself to pierce my nose. It now looks like I'll actually have to DECIDE if I really want to do it. I thought I had picked some random unattainable number. It's just a bit scary.
I also (this is kind of gross) lost my first toenail last night. Runners say that toenails are for sissies, and I knew it would happen eventually, but now I look down at my bare toe and wonder what to do. Summer is practically here and I will want to wear open toed shoes. I live in flip flops for heaven's sake. How am I supposed to paint a nail that isn't there?
Ugh, anyway, I just did another fast two mile run. I ran outside. Too hot! Too windy! But I still did it at a 10'49" pace and managed another negative split. I just hope I have enough energy left to babysit my niece and nephew tonight!
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