Where to start? Here I am, 21 days into this, and still at 187 pounds. Phooey!!! This morning I was up at 5:35 am and trooped down the Prairie Path, now back to a marching tape, a different one than the first one I tried. And only because that classical music one broke. My husband fixed it, but I like the marching one so much better. This one says it is 3.8 miles per hour, but I still only cover the three miles because of my short stride. With this tape it seems to go so much faster, the time, and I am horribly sweaty when I get done. I can keep up with it. It is a constant pace from the get-go to the very end.
Monday as I was crossing the bridge over Route 83, a moderate hill, I happened to look down into the Salt Creek, and there I beheld a deer, a rather large one, looking up at me. What a thrill! It hadn't rained yet, and I'm sure she was looking for water. She never took her eyes off me the whole time I crossed. Even though I was many, many feet above her.
I got the CD from "Bandslam" and absolutely love it. Danced around the basement yesterday morning to half of it, about 30 minutes. There are three songs that are not too great, but that's OK, I don't expect all winners.
Going to Glamorata tonight. Should be very interesting, if nothing else to see just who attends these shindigs. And to see how skinny the models are. I heard once that some of them only eat one apple in a whole day!
It is getting harder, however, to drag myself out of bed so early in the morning. This morning was a bitch. Yet I did it, because I know that if I let the day slip on by, I will not always exercise. I also knew that tomorrow I will sleep in, not setting any alarm, because I'll get home late.
I am somewhat discouraged by my lack of poundage loss. I am starting with 192 since that was the highest this summer, and two days ago I did see 186, but haven't seen it since. I work so damn hard at this. I am not a patient person.
Twenty days down.
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