Behind Blue Eyes

So, January.

The day I posted about sugar addiction and running every day and motivation was, obviously, the first day of the month that I didn’t run. I then didn’t run for another few days thanks to being scared of running on the snow and ice. Then I grew some stones and went back to running anyway because I knew that the momentum would die a death if I didn’t. Note: it’s perfectly ok to run in snow and ice.

Yesterday I ran my 27th run of the year, first thing, in the pouring rain. I ran a touch over two marathons’ worth of miles during January, which is probably twice as far as I ran in 2012.

I’m feeling quite pleased with myself. I also managed to refrain from drinking any booze whatsoever in January. I stayed off the cake and chocolate even though my body refused to stop craving it. Actually yesterday (the 31st) was almost the worst day for sugar cravings. What is wrong with the human mind?! I’m not dying of starvation, why does my system try to trick me into eating things I know I don’t really want to? Why does my brain make me ratty and swing my moods so much when I am getting plenty of energy and nutrition? I really can see how people with little personal pride and self-discipline become fat. Some people must just be wired up to want far too much sugar, more than they could ever possibly need. Presumably this is why we invented religion and morals and celebrity athletes in order to sustain a lifetime of self-restraint.

Anyway. I have lost about* five kilos in January. So it can be done. I have no idea how long ago I was at this reduced weight. I have had to buy a belt because my work trousers bought three months ago started to slip dangerously.

* I can’t remember precisely what the tenth-of-a-kilo point was on New Year’s Day.

It can be done. And it will continue. I am allowing myself a cake and a nice lunch today though.