Crap. You know, I can't even do something I love to do (like writing) on even close to a daily basis...how could I possibly expect to succeed in doing something I do not...like breaking a sweat? Good grief. Yes, yes, health reasons and all...yadda yadda yadda. I dragged my kids out today for a good, long walk...we were gone for almost two hours out exploring trails...followed by a three-hour movie fest at the AMC...but at least we got in those two hours - so that's something right? And I did jam out in the car on the way home from the movie.
Resolutions for 2010? Um...get to this at least every other day. There's no way I will come even close to my goal, but at least it will get my writing chops back up to snuff. And of course, to compound the issue, my scale is so out of whack. Pleasantly pleased this morning, if it's correct (which it's not) it would put me at a total cumulative loss of about 25 pounds...which is sooooo not true (as based on the fittage of my pants!). Feel a little bad for my husband - who is quite proud of losing weight - and he certainly has, he can't keep his pants up! - but I'm sure he hasn't lost what he thinks. That makes me smirk just a little bit. Awful I am.
So here we go...three months left...extra time on my hands...hmmm...maybe will put to good use!
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