Monday Running

It's Monday, the most hated day among the others. Monday isn't fair and absolute cheater. It's way too far from Friday yet Friday is very close to Monday. How is it possible? Well, it was a good day after all except that there was no sunset. The cloud is hiding it from me. I spent the evening going for a run from 6pm to 7pm and I am trying to make it a routine which I already started the previous week. 

I decided to pick up this new habit when a massive sense of guilt for eating more than I should have been haunting me. I started doing the calorie-deficit diet last December and stopped the routine in May and it has been on hiatus for almost 4 months. Damn, I have lost almost 10kg during that time and gain another 5kg now. It's very frustrating how my effort has gone to waste due to my own silly mistake. How could I say no to food when everything seems to comfort me more than anything? :')

Glad the realization kicked in fast before it's too late. I never want to go back to my previous weight so whatever it is, I really need to push myself again this time. Cutting off the endless snacks, the sugary drinks, and portioning my meals correctly. I did this before and I will do it again.

The thing that makes me happy and proud of myself today is I managed to do the circle run twice without stopping. Been pushing myself all the way till I reach the finish line. For someone quite heavy like me, running is damn exhausting and such a pain in the ass hence that little achievement is enough to make me feel content and over the moon. Yeay!

Of yellow flowers, purple flowers, pink flowers, and the waxing gibbous moon. Monday is a happy day. Till here then!