So, yesterday morning would have typically been weigh-in time. However, yesterday was not a typical day. Somehow, my husband and I both neglected to set alarms. He woke up at 8:03 am and said, "Crap," to which I replied, "Wait, is it Thursday?" and we both quickly jumped out of bed, calling and emailing our jobs. Ugh...not a good feeling to be that rushed in the morning. Needless to say, weighing in was not at the top of my priority list.
When I finally did weigh myself late yesterday afternoon, I was less than thrilled with the result: 166.3. I am not disappointed or upset, just not thrilled. 0.2 lbs lost. That is still success. I still lost. Now, on to losing the final 6.3!!
Lately, the battle of the bulge has boiled down to exercise. The diet -- the lifestyle, I should say -- is swell. But the lack of exercise lately is certainly a culprit in the lack of poundage lost. And it's not only the scale that is relaying this message to me -- my dogs are also letting me know. They are also a lot happier after a good long walk, or a fun jog. If not for me, the exercise is essential for them. Motivation!
So, let's get off the couch, reach for the leashes/tennis rackets/gym bag/jump rope and get moving.
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