And, adding insult to injury, we’re not supposed to get out of the 30s all week. Brrrrr!
I walked two miles in 35 minutes at a 7 percent incline yesterday morning. The belt tends to slip when it’s cold (the treadmill is in our office on the second floor of the garage, which we only heat when we’re in it), but stays steady when the walking surface is inclined, so that factored into my plan. I thought I should keep it short since I haven’t really done much of anything for the past couple of weeks.
Since I’ve been home I’ve dropped two pounds – four-tenths of a pound per day. Heh. That would be 8.4 pounds by the end of the month, if I could keep up that pace. But we all know that fresh fat leaves our bodies more easily than the old stuff that’s been hanging around for a while.
I’m in party mode again; I’ve done a little shopping for Tuesday’s inauguration celebration but I need to get the rest of my supplies today and tomorrow. Sunday, of course, is reserved for football. The Manning boys are out of it, but I’ll still watch until the bitter end. And by the end of next week, we’ll have a remodeled master bathroom – if I can find time to go get those supplies.
The fun never stops.
ETA: I totally forgot it was Friday – so no quote post today. I’ll make it up to you, though, I promise!