So, I gained two pounds. Only exercising one day last week, and a big time cookie binge will do that to ya'. So I'm trying to get it right again this week. Week two of the running program. I ran 2 min./walked 1 yesterday. Today's a walk day. I'm oh, so, tired. I'll have to get it in sometime.

3-0 again today! 30 minute walk outside with the baby (who's 2 and not really a "baby" anymore). Now if only I hadn't made cookies to take to scouts today...

Two Days in A Row

It's progress. I didn't make it out of be this morning. I made the mistake of laying my head back down after the alarm went off, and next thing I knew the 7:00 am alarm was ringing. I wavered for a few hours, telling myself that I'd get it in later, maybe in the evening, but in the end I knew I wouldn't get on the treadmill tonight. I'd be tired. There would be dishes, and sewing to do. I just had to do it. The twins went out to play with friends (I feel a bit guilty about that), and Wrigley came to the basement to play while I did my 30 min walk/run per runner's world's schedule.

I've decided there are three things I want to accomplish each day; personal scripture study, personal prayers, get my exercise in. If I can do those three things I'll count it as a good day. Everything else is extra right now. Anyone who walks into my house will know it! Today I'm 3-0. Yea!

A New Goal

"Let's start at the very beginning. A very good place to start..."

I have to face the fact that my original weight loss/fitness goal has flown out the window. Rather than continue being frustrated with my back tracking, and how far I've not gotten, I've decided to move on. I'm going to recognize the success I had, I've kept off 17 of the 74 lbs. and start fresh. New road. New race. It's all up from here. I'm taking a tip from a friend and going back to the beginner's running program from runnersworld.com. 10k's and even 5k's sound dreadful at the moment. A 30 minute walk/run? That I can do.

I have to admit I'm not in the mental game yet. Due to physical/hormonal factors, I am tired all the time. The medications don't seem to being doing much to help. I've allowed myself to say sleep is better than exercise, but I don't feel any better when I manage to get it. I've been eating like crazy. The good stuff too- which is really code for "bad for me." I've had kind of a "stick it to 'em" attitude. The trouble is, the "'em" is me. Make sense? No? It doesn't to me either, and yet I continue. Our financial famine is showing signs of improvement, so hopefully the food selection will also improve in the near future. That might make eating right easier.

Other concerns I have; my hip. Old lady? Yes, but my right hip has been giving me trouble since I did the two hour Zumba-thon a couple months ago. I'll have to look into exercises again, to strengthen and protect it. Speaking of Zumba, my studio is closing down, so good-bye to Zumba and Pilates *snif* Also, I could use new shoes. I don't like the ones I'm wearing. Plus they're a year old.

The hubs has taken an interest in fitness lately. He and a friend are working out together. He's even counted his calories a number of times. Funny he had no interest during the year that I was doing well. Now he's making suggestions, and I'm rebelling.

Anyhoo... we'll see how the day goes. Experiment on the word right?