Today I managed to walk more than 3 miles. I thought I might die, but I did it. One foot in front of the other and the miles started ticking away. I am going to keep to about 2 miles on most days and move it up to 3-5 miles on the weekend days, when I have more time. Because, though I’m getting faster, it still takes me time to clock a mile.
Here’s the link to my Garmin info from this morning…GARMIN
I had a really great day afterwards. Got to take my little girl (not so little anymore — Kenzie is a senior this year) to breakfast at IHOP. I love that she loves breakfast — especially in the form of chocolate chip pancakes. Still a kid at heart. I had scrambled eggs, a bite of bacon, a bit of sausage, a bite of Canadian bacon. Protein protein protein. I’ve been terrible about tracking today. But I’m not going to beat myself up — and today isn’t over anyway.
We came home and I talked to Alison for a bit. They are in the process of trying to buy a house down in Larkspur. Which will be perfect for Ali. But then there’s the work to get the house in order. I know that pain all too well. And the expense.
Then I met Julie for lunch and shopping. We went to Union and I had my favorite salad — warm salmon over this amazing mesh of greens, broiled brussel sprouts, bacon, and this wonderful citrus dressing. I ate my tiny bit and felt satisfied and full. It’s still bizarre to me. I used to put away the entire plate.
Not sure I’ve lost much more — I would expect it to slow down a bit. On the 9th I had lost 15 pounds — I was 265. I’ll take any loss, but I only weigh on Mondays lest I drive myself insane.
Had a nice night at Mel’s last night. I was bored so I went over and hung out with she and Jeff. Her husband is really funny. We’ve had rough times over the years (we’re both pretty strong-headed) but in the end, I love him for being such a good husband to my bestie. I think Mel is having a tougher time with my move than I thought. It’s easier being in my seat. I have an adventure to look forward to. That’s not to say that I don’t have mixed feelings about leaving. But I have so many tasks to complete and so many things to tend to in the next month that I think it dulls my senses. She made some “funny” digs last night. Funny – not funny. I need to be more attentive to her feelings. I don’t think I’ve done a very good job of that.