Happy Tuesday From Tampa Florida

I flew down to Tampa yesterday to present at a conference this morning, and I had grand intentions of curling up in the hotel room last night, and penning (or keying) a wonderful blog post...since I would be alone and inspired. 

However, the hotel charged for internet connection and my checking account does not authorize such ridiculous spending, regardless of how inspired I think I am.

SO, as I am awaiting my airplane to take me home (via the ATL...also known as the 6th gateway to hell), I thought I would touch base.

Diet and exercise is plugging right along.  I ran another six miles on Friday morning.  In the dark.  It was pretty awesome.  But I wanted to quit almost the entire time.  It is pretty interesting how that worked.  I couldnt figure out why I was having such a difficult time.  Then I realized from about mile 2-3...I had been talking smack to myself.  I was having this internal dialogue with myself, focusing on my pace (too slow), focusing on negative people and thinking evil ways to destroy them, etc.  So I tried to clear my head, to focus on my breath, to focus on my running.  And I made it.  6.2 miles without stopping. 

Then I made it Tampa yesterday afternoon, presto chango-d into my running gear and set off to run. Our hotel was in a weird place, sandwiched between corporate buildings, busy roads, and parking lots.  It took me awhile to find a sidewalk and I had to stop a lot at the busy intersections, but I started plugging along.

It was hot.  Sweat was burning my eyes.  I found myself in a neighborhood that was starting to get a little scurry.  There were shopping carts in my way on the sidewalk...

so alas...

I turned around, running partially blind (sweat) back to the hotel.  Only 3 miles.  I was frustrated.  But I guess it was  better than the old Amy who probably would have piled up since I was unsupervised. 

I did enjoy my meal last night.  Which meant that it was paid for by the company that had recruited me to speak, and that I didnt worry to much about calories.  I registered a 2 pound loss on the scale this week, bringing me to 172.2.  I SO want to see 169.9 by Monday.  We shall see.

Hugs and kisses.  I am about to mount the friendly skies!

Pictures below from after my Friday morning run.  Do not worry.  I am not yet running in just a sportsbra...however I was on fire (like....temperature wise) and the shirt had to come off as soon as I entered the hizzie.

Until the next episode my sugarbums!