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Brain games. They're brutal

Today's a rest day for me - I'm tired, I'm ... fighting the metal game.  When I ran yesterday, I took a different route hoping that by taking a longer route I would run more distance without doing more laps.  One of my worst enemies with running is boredom and then my brain starts telling me that I can't do it.  I haven't figured out how to make the negative self talk stop. 
Additionally, I am not running to lose weight this time.  At least that's the idea.  But I'm fighting 50 years of trying to actively lose weight.  I'm determined to love myself at every size.  But I struggle.  And yesterday, despite my best efforts, I stepped on the scale.  Which isn't the hard part.  But after 5 days of running, my brain convinced me I would have seen significant weight loss. 
Which makes NO SENSE AT ALL. 
Which is why I'm trying to focus on getting stronger and healthy and not on weight loss.  Because those numbers can really sabotage me getting healthy and in shape.
But the scale read 249 - same as Monday.  And my head...it's my worst enemy. 

No real point to this other than to share my thoughts.

LauraLynne

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