The difference of 14 pounds...

So tonight was my third 1/2 marathon clinic. I missed the tempo run yesterday because I had to run with my Learn to Run clinic, but I realized as I was plugging along on the 5.6k run we had tonight that I am doing a tempo run when I run with the clinic. My average pace alone is around a 7 minute kilometer.  When I'm with the 1/2 marathon clinic I run at a 6:34 pace or better. Tonight was better.  I ran 6:32 per kilometer.  I was tired when I was done, but felt great!

Last night I had a bizarre dream. I dreamt that I got lost during a clinic run and ended up running for hours alone.  When My clinic instructor Carol found me, she told me that I ran the equivalent of a full marathon and perhaps the 1/2 marathon clinic wasn't the right fit for me.  As if!  I can't keep up with the serious runners in my clinic, so I know that I am right where I'm supposed to be!

I don't know if I said this during my last couple of posts or not...I love running!  Running has changed my body, allowed me to eat more than most people and been the best therapy I could invest in.  Check out these pictures.  There is a 14 pound difference and at first I didn't think it was very noticeable, but I can definitely see it in my arms, boobs, hips and abdomen. Not so much in my legs.  And although I still follow mostly Phase 2 of Dr. Poon's Diet, I will admit that I have never measured the measurable veggies. I have always eaten as much as I want because running takes care of any additional calories for me.  I have also been following some of maintenance this month, mostly on long run days because I burn 1000+ calories during those runs.  We'll see how or if that affects the scale next month.

A couple of weeks ago, my elderly neighbor cat called me!  Shocking I know, but it's in his nature to do something so crass.  So he sees me about a week ago and apologizes by saying that he hopes I wasn't offended, he was just shocked when he saw me.  Said he couldn't get over my body and my long black hair.  My hair is brown and ick that he was looking at my body!  He also said that if he was younger, my husband had better watch out...or something to that effect. Then he says that my hubby had better put a chastity belt on me. WTF does that mean?  That I'm gonna start sleeping around because I lost weight?  Or am I a slut?  My parents taught me to be polite to my elders, so I just smiled, got in my car and drove away.  I'm letting it go because he's likely developing dementia or something.

I bought a pair of size 10 (very) skinny jeans a few weeks ago that I couldn't do up.  I tried them on last night...and they fit!  Picture to come soon.  I'm going out with my BFF Nokomis tomorrow night.  Perhaps I will wear those skinny jeans and get her to snap me.  She a professional photographer and I'm sure she'll take a much better picture than my regular photog (my 5 year old son).  Good night beautiful people, and I hope all of my American friends had a very Happy Thanksgiving that does not find them regretting anything in the morning:)