Fighting off the early symptoms of a cold, but aside from that, my quest for fitness (or at least, less fatness ), continues to go well. I managed twenty-one miles this morning.
True, I covered eighteen of those by car, but I did run/walk/crawl the last three under my own steam, and in a smidge over forty minutes to boot. Hardly something for the record books, but by far my best time in many a long year.
When I attempt to stand on one leg, or walk on the spot during the age assessment part of my body test, the Wii fit board no longer mocks my efforts, though I still detect a sarcastic undertone when it congratulates me for turning up for my daily weigh-in.
Nine pounds gone, six more to go.