Day Sixty

Man...sixty days? I kinda feel like I should be way ahead of where I am now. I wanted to be down like 50 pounds, but I haven't weighed in since week 4. I don't want to weigh in until Halloween I think. Time to kick this shit into high gear. I am going to try and start a new diet this weekend. I started my day today at 4am and went to work and was on the bike by 5:30am. I was really really sore this morning. I went 10 miles and quit a little early because I was just too sore to continue. I'm thinking about setting a weekly goal for riding. Maybe 75 miles a week? What do you guys think? If I do 10-15 a day, that should cover it. I am getting ready to head to bed. I have been up way too long and I need to get to bed. I was thinking last night...I want to start bagging my lunch again and really work on eating even healthier. The weight watchers thing was working, but I am eating things just because they work on the points scale...I want to work on eating better. I had a dream last night. I had a dream that my brother Tim came home for Thanksgiving and didn't recognize me...damn it, I want that to happen, but slow and steady...I know. I keep having these dreams of being able to fly and stuff and dating again and doing all the things I really want to do and each day it seems just like this weight loss is like watching the hour hand of a clock. It sucks, but I know it's for the best. I'll get there...patience has always been a strong suit of mine with others, but I guess not with myself I guess. :) Well, enough babbling. I'm off to bed, I need to get some sleep. Goodnight, friends. Catch you on the flipside.