Quickie
It's the Jewish holidays around Casa Jenny*in*London these days, which means the old Jewish guilt is out in full force and yours truly is hauling her butt to services.
Seriously though, it's the one time of year when I go, and it actually is a deeply affirming time for me.
But that has nothing to do with diet or exercise, both of which are more or less proceding apace. I ran on Sunday with M and this time we made it almost all the way around the park on our first try. We shaved about five minutes off our three laps, and ran a fair bit more than previously. So that's good.
I also went to a new class at the gym on the weekend - it's a Boot Camp class and is basically cardio weight-lifting whilst getting yelled at by loud Australians. Honestly, I'm not sure why I pay a gym fee for that - I'm sure D (my own personal occasionally loud Australian) would do it for free if I ask. But the class was a serious workout, and I think I'll go back next week.
Keep it up and soon enough you'll be running those laps non-stop. 