And So, I Begin . . . Again . . .

I think it's about never giving up, always moving forward in some fashion. I could wait until the New Year . . . but there's no time like the present, and my food week starts on Thursdays. I weighed yesterday and was up 7.4 pounds from the week before (when I had lost 6.6). I do know from past experience that my body makes huge leaps up and down. It's a little bothersome that what would cause someone else to maybe go up a pound or two, causes me to leap up 6 or 7. Oh well - that's how my body operates. I'd say I'm used to it, but it always does seem to come as a surprise somehow :-)

I learned a lot this past week - like not to double your walking time . . . You'd think I'd know that one for sure, but instead of 45 - 50 minutes on the treadmill on Christmas day, I did 90. It should have come as no surprise to me that it took me four days to recover. My body - although strong and reasonably healthy - is not 20 any longer. That means I need to treat it with a little more respect and TLC.

I had a good workout last night at the club with my trainer, and I did 40 minutes on the treadmill this morning with good stretching after.

I'm thinking about reasonable, achievable goals today. I should have some shortly.