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Dec. 29th, 2003 05:08 pmI'm back from Missouri. And, as always, sick. Every.Single.Time. we go home, I get sick. I'm pretty sure it's a combination of the drier air and the house filled with stale and secondary smoke. My immune system gets weakened, my lungs get attacked, and then I'm vulnerable to whatever little illnesses and infections the grandkids are carriers for.
But I had a good time anyway. Got to see the kids open presents, which was really fun. I don't want any, but I like hanging around with them sometimes. Especially when they're happy. Although sleepy kids are also very cute.
I managed not only to /not/ gain weight while home, but also to lose some. I'm now officially at 22 pounds lost, and today is my six week anniversary of starting this program.
I didn't work out as much as I would have liked while there because of the sickness, but I'm getting back on track this week. I /did/ go running outside. And it taught me a very fine lesson.
Running on a treadmill is fun and easy. Well, okay, not really, but it's more shock-absorbing. Running on concrete is ...not. I've now had like 20 people tell me to go out and buy a good pair of running shoes and not to skimp. If good running shoes will alleviate the pain in my shins and hips that running outside caused, then I will be forking over some good, hard-earned cash to Just For Feet in the next few weeks.
I went to the store a week or so ago and tried on a pair of pants another size down, and they fit. Since then, I've lost four pounds. I think there are some new clothes in my future. *dances* Eventually I will get the nerve to tell you all how much I actually have to lose. (Every time I say it, people are shocked. Apparently I don't /look/ like I have to lose that much, but I really do!)
Okay, work's over. Off to meet the D Man.
But I had a good time anyway. Got to see the kids open presents, which was really fun. I don't want any, but I like hanging around with them sometimes. Especially when they're happy. Although sleepy kids are also very cute.
I managed not only to /not/ gain weight while home, but also to lose some. I'm now officially at 22 pounds lost, and today is my six week anniversary of starting this program.
I didn't work out as much as I would have liked while there because of the sickness, but I'm getting back on track this week. I /did/ go running outside. And it taught me a very fine lesson.
Running on a treadmill is fun and easy. Well, okay, not really, but it's more shock-absorbing. Running on concrete is ...not. I've now had like 20 people tell me to go out and buy a good pair of running shoes and not to skimp. If good running shoes will alleviate the pain in my shins and hips that running outside caused, then I will be forking over some good, hard-earned cash to Just For Feet in the next few weeks.
I went to the store a week or so ago and tried on a pair of pants another size down, and they fit. Since then, I've lost four pounds. I think there are some new clothes in my future. *dances* Eventually I will get the nerve to tell you all how much I actually have to lose. (Every time I say it, people are shocked. Apparently I don't /look/ like I have to lose that much, but I really do!)
Okay, work's over. Off to meet the D Man.