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Due to stupid scheduling, I couldn't run yesterday during lunch (and I'd fixed on doing that, rather than in the morning, because I stayed up WAY too late Tues. night), so did it today instead. It was... Yes, I'll say it was a little easier, though I drove myself to go faster (HA HA HA by which I mean keeping at or above 5mph) during the running bits. The Stupid Obviousness Department reports that it helps my mental state a great deal to concentrate on why the sodding fuck I am doing this instead of "wah so tired and hot and this sucks wah wah wah". I found myself slightly shocked and even vexed when suddenly the treadmill dropped speed for the cooldown phase. NO RUN MORE MAKE ALL THE PUDGE GO AWAY NOW!, etc. But was exceedingly red and overheated, so it was right to stop. (Still am, a bit. I may go sit out in the 17 degree F. windchill until my body temp returns to normal.)

Forgot to weigh myself this morning. Probably would have been high-ish, anyways, since That Time is coming.