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I’m trying not to put as much importance on the scale these days, mainly because it drives me insane.
Like this morning before the gym.
I stepped on with FIVE great workouts behind me the previous week (2 Body Sculpt, 2 kickboxing, 1 treadmill), and … nothing.
The damn thing is not moving.
I’ll admit I’m pretty lax on my diet right now, but c’mon. I worked my ass off last week.
There were aching parts of my body throughout the week that I had forgotten I even have.
But that’s OK. I’m feeling stronger. More coordinated. Accomplished.
I know the weight will come off when I get strict on my diet again, which I will do.
For now, my body is getting stronger, and that is important. My lungs, heart and mood are benefitting, too.
I did start a new “thing.” My pal Alan had loaded my computer with the first season of the FX series “Rescue Me.”
I hadn’t had time to start watching it, but I made a rule for myself that I can watch it when I’m walking the treadmill.
The first episode Saturday got me through 3 miles!
Whatever works, eh?
Have a great week.