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Finding a little strength...

This morning I did a 5.5 mile run on the Sylaward Trail. While I ran, Bev walked with Meena. My legs felt very heavy. Perhaps because I rode a long ride Monday or maybe because I've limited my calories a good bit yesterday. But with the additional calorie burn, I am getting back to my plan to resume weight loss. That's important because I've blown my plan to reduce all summer. That seems to happen to me every year. I do very well up until late Spring, then my resolve dissolves and I gain it again. By Autumn, I'm back up to 200+ and have it to lose all over again. My usual pattern is to postpone it until after the Holidays so I can gorge on the goodies that everyone makes. I had thought I might be able to get my weight lower and train up to the marathon in Seattle for Thanksgiving. That seems out of the question. I just can't devote enough time to running to get that done. Perhaps by next summer for the R&R event in June. But a lesser goal which I think I can accomplish might be to train up to running the Sylaward. I have an idea that if I could do the entire trail on at least 1 weekend a month regardless of whether or not I run every step, I can eventually do the whole run. But that still leaves me short of the 32+ I'd have to run if I did Todd's February run. Still I'd like to accomplish that.

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