Well, maybe that's too dramatic. But today, Saturday and Sunday have the feel of the end of something. Really, it's going to be the beginning of something on Monday, the start of a 12-week training schedule.
So these next three days are free. I'm free to run how long or how short I see fit, or not run at all. I'm not really free to eat what I want (dang it!) but I anticipate tightening up my meal plan a bit, maybe changing it up to include more pasta, less Mexican food (sad!) and of course lots more fruits/vegetables.
In many ways, though, next week is what I've been waiting for. I want to get back into a real routine and rhythm, challenge myself by pushing distances I've not yet experienced and maybe shed some pounds in the process. I'm going to weigh in on Monday (frightening!) and I'll try and record my weight on a weekly basis to see if there's any change in that. Of course, having the ability to measure my body fat percentage and other things like that would help more but I'll track my weight nonetheless.
Anyway, I'm going to enjoy my weekend probably a bit more than usual. I'm going to get a run in on Saturday, may play soccer on Sunday and just take it easy and hope I don't get injured.
And then, it will be off on a 12-week journey (exciting/scary!)