Hit the Wall

Tonight I had a terrible workout. I'm tired. I feel like I hit the wall. I think my body needs a day or two rest. I'm just not sure my brain is smart enough to give in. We'll find out tomorrow afternoon.

My weight continues to drop about two and a half pounds a week. I'm currently down seventy three pounds and feel like I can continue on this course for awhile. Other than the previously mentioned muscle fatigue, I feel great. I have kept journals most of my adult life and I'm currently at a weight I haven't seen since May 1992 - the year I ran a full marathon and a century ride. My only regret so far is that I waited so long to take control of my obesity. It's the best decision I've made since asking Michelle to marry me.