July 29
1400 Hours
Overcast, winds out of the southwest
36 hours in and I've never felt stronger.
The pitter patter of my feet on the pavement gives me new meaning.
While each step makes me lighter, it in turn makes my wallet heavier.
My motivation to gain is in fact my motivation to lose.
My motivation to lose is my motivation to survive.
Survival is all that matters out here.
In a world ruled by aspartame, sodium benzoate and yellow #5, survival is all one can hope for.
In this world it's hard to trust anyone or anything.
In this world you can't trust labels or fads.
In this world you can't trust numbers and scales.
In this world... all I trust is the pitter patter of my feet on the pavement.
36 hours in and I've never felt stronger.
Fin.