Ran 5.4 miles on a treadmill today. Dang I'm hurting......
Tomorrow I have to weigh in. I won't make the scale, but I should squeak in on the body fat measurement. We'll see how it goes. It's pretty bad if you fail and at this point is a career killer.
Can you imagine having a job that required you to be a a certain weight/body fat level regardless of how fit you are or how good you look in in uniform? Oh, and you can be told to hop on the scales with little to no notice too.
Believe it or not but the stress of tis gets me more an anything else.