I had a doctor's appointment today and they weighed me. I was prepared and yet I wasn't. I haven't weighed myself in months, probably 6 months or more. I've waffled and hemmed and hawed about getting myself back to where I was pre-kids. I am not beating myself up for this, I've been there done that, far too many times. I ran on the treadmill tonight. I ran hard and exhausted myself and when I was done I felt amazing. This is the feeling I need to hang on to. The dripping sweat, racing heart, adrenaline rush is what needs to fuel my soul.
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