So here I am, putting what is in my head on the interwebs. My thought tonight is a lingering one about where I am in my fitness. First off, if you have stumbled on my blog, a few things you must know. Tuesday marks the one-year anniversary of starting to calorie count and maintain at least a 1,000-calorie deficit per day. Since December 1, 2019, I have lost 156 pounds, for a total of 176 pounds since last October. While sensible eating has certainly helped, fitness, exercise and frequent running has helped the most. Last week, I ran a 10K in 1:04. Fourteen months ago, I struggled to just walk a mile or two. My recovery from the 10K felt fast. I went out on Saturday and ran three miles. On Sunday, I trekked four miles. Even as recently as a month or two ago, a four-mile run would have had me gassed. But Sunday’s run was not exhausting. Not in the least. So here is my dilemma. Where is my limit? I am still a 240-pound man. We aren’t meant for distance running, even if I am 180 poun