It worked; my legs kept revolving toward a mirage of milkshakes and chicken strips. But my week of gluttony, combined with rest from most physical activity, has taken its toll. The scale whimpered when I stepped onto it this morning.
In other news: even though we had decided to take a week of rest, Luke and I declared three days long enough on Tuesday night.
This is what running felt like Wednesday morning:
Posts
that's what you get for eating hooves!
ReplyDelete