So that's it. I'm halfway. Damn it feels good to be a gangsta! I mean seriously seriously good. I don't know that I've ever accomplished something like this for myself before. I know I have a long road yet in front of me. I know that the rest of this journey is actually the hard part. For now though. . .today. . .i'm winning, and it feels fucking fantastic.
We've got a holiday weekend coming up. Doesn't mean that much to me except that I won't have to work on Monday (yay!). No traveling so that means no worrying about what i'm going to eat or anything. The gym will almost certainly be closed on Monday, so i'll probably be hitting it every day through the weekend.
With the second half starting, I really want to hit it running with my head down and shoulder out. Gonna see if I can't barrel through the first 10 pounds in 2 weeks instead of 3. I mean to set a harder pace for myself for this second half because I fully believe that's what it will take to maintain the pace i've already set. Just look at the average weight lost per day curve below. Clearlythat's dropping - who knows when it will level out. The upshot is that things are easier for me - it takes more to wind me, I know how to bring myself to that pain point where you grow, and I'm comfortable pouring sweat and blood onto everything. I have every intention of going past my goal at this point - I'm just not sure what it's going to take. I'll find out though, that's for damn sure.
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