not running much

 My last post from July talked about the differences I have had in a year. I definitely see the difference a year makes and I'm happy with that.  However,   I've been annoyed with what I consider my perceived differences between now and the last time I was at the weight I am now {150).  The last time I weighed 150 consistently was in 2019.  So... looking at pictures from the middle of 2019, and comparing them to now . . . I look the same.  Also, I didn't remember it was so long ago that I had started gaining weight.  I know I did during the pandemic, but I didn't realize I never got  back down that low again.  

I can't believe I haven't taken a running picture since April.  I need to do that more often.  I know I'm not running as much, but I am still running a couple times a week (usually).  And actually in April of this year, I weighed 158.  Maybe I have a non-running picture from both years. . . . I'll look

  

Obviously, completely different outfits, but it's the best I could find with similar angles.  And I think that the pictures could have been taken within days of each other rather than 7 years apart.  

I am still taking the retatrutide, and as my office manager mentioned earlier this week, I don't really want to take it for the rest of my life.  I don't even think I'll be able to, since the USA's FDA is trying to get it approved and I've heard that they may change it.  I'm not sure why though.  I've been stocking up, but I won't be able to get enough for the rest of my life.  😂  This means that I really need to figure out how to motivate myself to exercise to stay small.  

I did not follow through with my plans of trying to increase my running.  In fact, i think I'm running less. We went to eastern WA the second week of August (right after the Spokane fires made national news (our lake house is 30 min west of Spokane) and i ran a couple days there, but it was pretty smokey for the first part of the week.  We spent a lot of time inside the first few days.  

We could barely see the other side of the lake.  But as it got clearer, we were able to go outside more, and I was okay running.  I also quit the dead hangs. I know it's an excuse, but the bar doesn't have a good "home," it was in my bathroom doorway, and even though I have a room to myself and the bathroom is in there, it still feels odd to have the door completely open while I'm on the toilet.  I want one of those bars that doesn't hook around the door, then I can just put it in a closet doorway or something. {I have a closet without a door.)

Okay, I think I'm done with this post.  I'm typing it on my Kindle, and it is pretty annoying.