Remember this self declaration?
It's still in motion (thank gawd).
Texas heat over the last 13 days = 100 degrees+.
Not stopping me from running 30-45 minutes each day. . . in the middle of the day. Because I am a moron who's luck may be soon running (pun intended) out as the chances of passing out from heat stroke are high in the midst of this hellish weather.
Puddles of sweat on the asphalt that I've left behind = plentiful.
Pounds of sweat lost = a small ocean.
Waistline = feels to be decreasing, but it could just be my mirror tricking me (again).
Self Confidence Meter = slightly on the rise.