Today starts pretty much two months of torture. I’ve got a job that has annoying hours, I’m finishing up my masters and I’m trying to train for a half marathon…oh and lose 25 pounds. To some people that may not seem like a lot, but its stressing me out and that’s the last thing someone needs when they’re trying to lose weight. But I’m going to try it anyway. I’m going to go to the gym, even if I’m tired after a long day of work. I’m going to study every spare minute that I can find and I will run the half marathon in March. Inside I know, deep down, that I can do this, I’m just having some trouble right now believing in that.
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