WW - Day 97 Remembering

It is the seventh anniversary of September 11. Remarkably, the weather today in Ann Arbor is almost identical to that beautiful morning. It's virtually impossible not to think of where you were and what you were doing on that day. I was at a job interview at the Argus Building at U of M. It wasn't meant to be.

But I can tell you what I wore, and from that I can calculate that I was about the weight I am today. Seven years of a listless life put (at least) 32 pounds on me!

At my last weigh-in, I was down 32.6 pounds. I'm about to reach a few more milestones. Getting solidly into the 230's will be good. I've dipped into them some mornings this week, but I'm not yet consistently there. Getting to a total of 35 pounds lost will be terrific, but 40 sounds like SO MUCH MORE! It's coming, it's coming.

These last 2 weeks have meant a huge change in my exercise routine. The mornings are darker and Rob's at work so I can't get the walks in every morning, which is a bummer. I can do them on the weekends -- and Sundays start with walks. During the week I've been walking after work, or going to M-Fit or the little "gymlette" as we call it at Vets. I have biked to work once since the kids have been back in school. I want to do more of that, but the weather hasn't been cooperating with predictions of rain in the afternoons. So some days I'm not getting exercise at all. This is 2 or 3 days a week. Which is not good. I am anxious about this because I want to see progress each week and I know that is the reason I've done so well. I am bound to slow down if I can't get some good cardio in.

FOOD: Fine. Even at Cedar Point! We brought some sensible stuff with us to eat in the hotel. The one dinner at TGIF was not a train wreck -- neither was the lunch at the sports bar in the park. I need to keep it up with the fruit and water. But things are fine in the food department.

MOOD: I love going through bins of clothes and finding that stuff fits me again. I've retired things that are too big. Even t-shirts that just seem ridiculous. I know I look better, even if it is just feeling more confident. But I still don't want to see any pictures! I saw a shot of me in a crowd at the Habitat dedication. I remember thinking I looked so good that day and guess what? I was gettin' cocky! Let me get another 20 or 30 off and I'll fill a roll of film... When I get below 200, hell -- I'll have a PARTY!!!