Monday, May 31, 2010
Hip vs. hip-hop
It was on the treadmill, but it’s a 5K nonetheless.
When I hit my normal 2.5 miles today, I actually felt really good, so I figured I’d just keep going to 3.1 miles since I didn’t have to be at work.
This is even more amazing considering I hurt my hip Saturday night dancing.
Granted, there may have been tall, frothy, delicious adult beverages involved.
And super fly dance moves.
And flip flops.
But it scared me a little when it happened.
Both my mom and grandma have arthritis, and both have had hips replaced. I know the odds are against me, which is Reason No. 18 I need to get this weight off.
I took it pretty easy yesterday (translation: I was a slug who rarely strayed from the couch), but I figured I’d give it a shot today.
Walking the treadmill actually felt pretty good today, so I think it is something muscular, not in the bones. That’s a relief.
Plus, I had a little pep in my step because I had just weighed, and (drum roll, please) I lost 2 more pounds!
That brings my total to 34 pounds in 13 weeks.
OK, time to do some of the work I should’ve done yesterday, which includes switching over clothes in mine and my son’s closets.
He’s growing, and I’m shrinking.
It’s a good problem to have.