I want to tell you about what happened to me this weekend, about finding myself in the middle of a triathon, and about the kindness of ‘strangers’.
And I will. Later.
But in the spirit of untying the knots that I tie myself into for every freakin’ post, I’m going to cut to the chase and tell you about my new goal:
If you happened to read this Losing It in Ottawa post, you’ll know that I stopped running because I was worried about the impact it was having on my milk supply. And I miss running, for many, many reasons that I will also save for future posts. But here’s the deal:
If can, for 3 days in a row:
- log all my food,
- stay within 100 calories of my goal (no less), and
- drink a minimum of 2.5L a day (plus extra for exercise)
then I get to start running again.
Twisted, I know.