Wow! Another pound! I can hardly believe it, especially as I only trooped down the Prairie Path twice in the five days. Now at 177, 15 pounds gone. And my knees are worse than they were at 192 pounds. Go figure.
I know that now I must get an alternative exercise program, as the outdoors becomes increasingly yucky. I have a zillion exercise videos, and will choose one soon. And I also see that I really should restart the weights and stretching stuff too. I just hate it so. But i am soooo flabby.
See, that's the difference between my skinny husband and me. He goes out, no matter what the weather. Runs five miles every other day, and walks about that in between. Rain, snow, sleet, no matter. He does it, Me, I figured humans built shelter to protect us from all that. Although I have heard the saying, "There is no bad weather, only bad clothes." But when it's raining, I'm sorry, I'm staying in. Period. So no exercise Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and now Sunday too. Although I did get in a little walking to The Music Box to see "Antichrist". Maybe 20 minutes tops.
Eating has been OK, but not terrific, and that's why I was so surprised to see another pound gone. It might come back on the next weigh, I wouldn't be surprised.
On another note, Friday nite I saw the legendary Arlo Guthrie at the Arts Center at the College of DuPage. It was hard to take in, that I was actually listening to a Living Legend, and in good seats to boot. He was terrific, storytelling and singing, and to my surprise, I learned that he is five years younger than I am. That was a real shock, he has been famous for so long, I guess. The audience was composed mostly of grey-hairs, like me. The original Woodstock crowd, aging. He was joined by his one son and three daughters, along with assorted grandkids and a long-time associate. Just a super show.
85 days down.
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