The curse of tired legs

I had a pretty good run this morning and a horrible walk which was strange. It is especially strange because I always run first and then the walking is easier but not today. I decided that discretion is the better part of valor and cut my walk short, so I ran for 60 minutes and walked for 30 minutes. Also, my mom and I had to take my father to the airport (he and my brother are going to engage in male bonding by attempting to repair things in my brother's house) so I did not have as much workout time as I normally have in the morning. Now, normally I would claim that I am going to make up that workout time later on today, but frankly my legs are tired and I am tired so I do not think it is going to actually happen today. In other news, I discovered yesterday that I can pack a lot more clothing into my suitcases now that I am a smaller size. Logically, this makes complete sense because a size 12 involves less fabric than a size 22 but it had not occurred to me until I managed to pack three suits and a lot of other work clothes into a very small space. I will probably end up repacking everything over the next week or so but still I wanted to see how much room I was going to have in my suitcases. I have also gone through my clothing and finally gotten rid of the old suits I was holding on to for no good reason. I was forced to admit that taking in a size 18 womens suit to a size 12 frame was going to be just as expensive as buying a new size 12 suit, so I am giving away my old suits. I will be really happy when I am down to goal weight and not constantly getting rid of clothing, but that is still a few months and a lot of working out away.