The weight wins, of course. But both the I.Q. and the weight are coming down. That's a good thing for the latter; not so much for the former.
The scale showed 160 this morning. That means that I've lost about 18 pounds since the Achilles surgery a little over a year ago. It also means I'm approaching my fighting weight.
But I don't usually fight; I run. I'm trying to improve that as well. But although my weekly mileage is now in the mid-sixties and I'm working on quality, I still have ways to go.
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