I ran anyway, no matter what I felt like. Did the mile. My husband said he watched me "dog trot" up the hill, and while he whizzes past me on a mountain hike, said he could never do that. great. "What's it done for your weight honey?" he asked. "Nothing," I said. Well, it's only been a week.
Came home and did situps and stretches and arm weights.
I'm so glad. oops, is that sarcasm?
You're awesome!!! (no sarcasm...you really are awesome)
ReplyDeleteI have this little diary on my bedside table which I use to write only happy/good things. None of the complaining and bitching about this and that which happens during a day. It is a book of only joyous and happy sort of things of the day. I haven't written in it for a long time. I do that. I'll do something ALL the time and then drop it and move onto something else. Well, last night I picked up this diary and randomly flipped it open to a day in June 2010. On that day I had written how I had gotten up at 4:15 a.m. so that I could exercise and how I had lost 30 lbs with being spot-on perfect with my zero sugars diet and also doing the exercising. What happened to that person? Where did she go? I wish I could snap my fingers and have her back again. I must say, I must be pretty damn good at starting over because I've done that (started over) so many times. Well, tomorrow is another day and there's always hope.