After three weeks of not keeping a food diary, I realize that I am so not ready to be left to my own devices. I skipped meals left and right and then hit the candy bowl in my colleagues office to deal with the cravings. I wasnt interested in the groceries I bought and just watched them go bad in the fridge. Maybe I was in a funk? (That definitely should NOT have been the case due to the fantastic makeover photo shoot that we had this week. Hello, 4-inch heels! Mommas back!)
My poor diet definitely impacted my gym performance, and by the end of the week I was sluggish and unmotivated. I didnt even make it to my favorite cardio kickboxing class, opting instead to lounge on the couch and vegetate. Disappointing all around, since I definitely know better and because being a slug doesnt give me the same decadent pleasure as it used to. (Sigh.)
In any case, I was able to pull through and finish up the week on a positive note. This weeks juicy tidbit involves the 4-miler that I ran on Sunday. I cut another minute per mile off of my race time! That means that in 18 weeks, Ive managed to move 2.25 minutes faster per mile than I could before this whole adventure.
Yahoo! Although I am sure that a lot of it has to do with pounds shed, I am convinced that its also the strength training work that Nichole and I have been doing in the gym. With a stronger core, I am able to carry myself better while running, improving my form and minimizing the weight that my legs have to support to get around Central Park at a good clip. In other words, a stronger back and stronger core equals better runner. Im all about that!