WTF

Sometimes I just want to be like, 'fuck it all, I'm eating the shit out of this."  But then my normal, rational self sets in.  I got on the scale and i am not kidding, it read 199.5 today.  W.T.F?  I have been running my ass off for this marathon training and i am eating like a freaking rabbit (meaning gobs of vegetables).  I'm tracking my food, drinking tons of water, sleeping for at least 8 hours each night.... geez.

So focus on the positive:

My clothes look great on me
I can tell a huge difference in my energy
My hair is better - is that not weird?
People are noticing and telling me how good I look
I can run 4 miles without stopping
I ran my best 5k time yesterday in 31:17
I still enjoy running (after I get through the first 1.5 miles)
I feel stronger
I don't crave things that are bad for me, i.e. sugar/sweets/empty carbs
Hello, my water intake is amazing (figured out I drink more water when through a straw)

So, those are all wins and I should not pay attention to the evil number on the scale but it's so hard not to!!!  What is the deal?  Geez.  Deep breath.  I'm going to keep going though and I will not give up.  I will make my goal if it takes me two years!