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I am taking the challenge

If you have read my blog long enough, you will have noticed that I have mentioned, on more than one occasion, that I would like to get my weight down some more. And I would like to totally clean up my eating.  And I have. For about a week. Or until I get too busy to think about it.  Or it's Donut Sunday at our church.

It is not that I think I need to lose weight, but more so, I want to be healthier.  I want to be in better shape.  I know that if the number on the scale goes down, my running paces get faster.  I know I feel so much better when I am eating SPOT ON CLEAN.  And I have been so off lately.  I have a horrible habit of starting to eat whatever I want while I am training for a marathon (because I can . . .when I burn over 1,000 calories in a workout, a few potato chips or a bowl of ice cream, do not affect me that much).  But, when the marathon is over and I am still eating the potato chips and ice cream, I have a problem.  That problem starts to show on the scale when my running drops to single digit mileage in a week and my other workouts are not quite as rigorous.  And that is what has happened in the last few weeks.  The number on the scale jumped up a few pounds.

So, with my IT band acting up and my running limited to almost nothing, I started to feel lost.  I had no physical goal set for myself.  No PRs to get.  No marathon to run.  And when I do not have a goal, I flounder.  Almost two weeks ago, I decided it was time to set a physical goal for myself again.  I needed something to work toward.  And getting my weight down to my goal weight was a natural goal to choose.  After reading a couple of popular "diet" and running books, I was shocked to see what my ideal weight really should be.  It is the number that I have always wanted to work toward, but a number I did not think I could achieve. But, I am going for it.

Actually, I have already started.  I started at the beginning of this week.  My diet has been squeaky clean.  I even gave up coffee (I did not need to, but I am a flavored creamer gal and that stuff needed to go!).  I have been doing Insanity every day.  I have been keeping a daily journal of what I need to eat and everything that I do eat.  I feel great and I have already lost weight.

So, when I saw Run With Jess' post on the marathon and half marathon weight loss challenge, I jumped on board.  I love the accountability. I love the idea of winning prizes too!

And it just so happens, as of today, I am 13 lbs away from my goal weight!

Go check out the challenge and join on in!!

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  1. I am going to read about the challenge. Do you have a good link to find out your ideal weight? Or maybe I don't really want to know????

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  2. Good for you! How do you like Insanity? I saw an infomercial and it looked tough. I'm on Phase 2 of P90X and it's tough. I'm hoping that after I'm done, I'll be a stronger runner. I struggle so with that darn ITband too. I've signed up for a half marathon in October in support of a friend so I have to get running soon!

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