Well, working out, anyway. I've started back at the Y, but this time with a new schedule. I'm going uber-early in the morning. 5:15 early. Yikes. So far, so good. It's day three, and I'm still tired, but hopefully it will get easier soon. I actually like having an hour in the morning to get moving, grab a shower at the Y, and come home ready for action. I don't have to deal with whiny kids the second my feet hit the floor, and that has been so nice. We'll see how I adjust, but I'm really liking it so far, as long as I can stay awake!!!
I also have a gym buddy, Jackie. She's the bomb to get her patooty out the door so early to come hang with me on the treadmill. We're going to start swimming laps in the morning, too, once I can squeeze my arse into a swimsuit. I'm really excited about getting fit again. And here, my friends, I will do the unthinkable and post my weight loss.
Right now, I'm at 233. Yep. You read those astronomically large numbers right. I need to be about 175. You do the math, I can't count that high. So, Fridays are weigh-in days and I will post my results to all of you in cyberspace. Wish me luck!