This is for those that have experienced the joy of running while holding your pants up. Those that have jumped for joy at a new fitness PR only to be blinded by the tent you are still wearing as a shirt and feel (yet again) your pants around your ankles. Truthfully, I've only experienced the first scenario, but the fight…
For the past month my weight went up and down the same 2 lbs, over and over and over... In the past, this would have sent me right into a frustrated binge. But not this time. I powered through it. I kept doing what I have been doing and had faith in the process. This morning I hit a new low weight!