My second 5K PR came this week. Running this week has been good. I have felt great. I recorded my fastest time ever for a mile at 10:22 and my 5K time is 33:09. This week I haven't taken my walking break until the 5k mark. My fourth mile is slower but not bad. My knees have hurt this week so I started icing them and taking ibuprofen. They don't hurt running or walking just going up and down stair and sitting down occasionally.

I have little discouragement thoughts creep into my head. I chase them out quickly. I would like to be losing right now - not staying even or creeping up slowly. I remind myself of my goal - weigh less than I did on October 31st. I do. I'm achieving my goal. Keep working - Keep pushing - Keep thinking positively. It will come.

I have been at this weight for awhile, fluxtuating between the same 5 pounds. I'm so ready to break the 200 mark. I will. It will come. It will come.

As my friend and I were walking to the car this morning a guy who runs at the Rec Center told us we were the most dedicated he'd seen in a while. He's right. We are.

I love running. I love how I feel. I love the time I have to think. I love running.