And I lost a pound -- the scale this morning said 252! and I think the decision to increase the severity of my workouts no doubt contributed to that.
The bad news, and why I didn't blog yesterday, is that when I went running, it was bad: a continuation of the run I had this weekend, all heavy legs and hard to catch my breath. I made it through about 75% of the run and was 1/3 of the way up this hill:
When I had to stop and walk a bit, because I started having actual symptoms that I worry about: chest pains.
My rule is dull aches, things like that, get ignored and/or worked through. Sharp pains get paid attention to, and fast. You may remember that I've been working through a condition that I call "Yossarian's Liver," and that has never gone away; I had been taking it easy and trying not to aggravate it right up until the day I decided to start Project 190.
Yesterday, though, my body upped the ante and for most of the day I had trouble recovering -- short of breath, chest pains, and the like.
I still worked out today, but out of deference to Sweetie I have decided that yeah, I'll go back and see a doctor again even though that won't do anything, and I only biked today, which was fine because that was what I'd planned on doing anyway.
But I don't intend to give up working out, or even take a day off.
Today's workout: Biking, level FOUR, 25:00.
Latest weight: 252.
Today's song that ironically (?) was the first one I listened to on my iPod when I started biking: The Body Says No, The New Pornographers.