Walk like a mom, talk like a mom… get this body in shape!
Tuesday- I actually went a little stir-crazy. That’s a good feeling. I want to walk. I enjoy getting out there, under the stars. I like walking in the inky blackness. There’s a moon now. I want to enjoy it.
Wednesday- Well, I made it a mile. at about .8 of a mile, it started to hurt just a little, but I never got to the limp thing. that’s good anyway, eh?
Thursday- One measley mile again. I never got to true pain. That’s the good news. The bad news is it feels like I am back at square one. Eking out one mile at a time all over again. Sigh.
Friday- I’m excited to report that again, I only did one mile. why am I excited, you ask? I’ll tell you! Because I am certain I could have gone another half at least. Maybe two full miles. I didn’t even have a twinge of shin pain. Zippo. Nada. Nuttin. Why didn’t I keep going? Well, I think I’m learning something… finally. There is a time for everything under heaven… a time to push and a time to pull. Tonight, I didn’t push so I wouldn’t pull. 🙂 Pretty proud of myself. Tomorrow, however…
Saturday- YAY! Today is a double accomplishment! I made it to the halfway mark and I bumped it back up to two miles all in one night. So much fun. I think I could have gone farther, but I made myself take my time. I don’t want to end up back at one mile again!
Sunday- Ok, call me sad, but I’m jazzed that I’m OVER the halfway mark. Silly, I know, but it’s cool that my little ticker has higher numbers on the left than on the right. I’ll take what I can get. 😉 Two miles again. I’ll stick with that until Monday or Tuesday and then consider going another half or full mile. 🙂
Monday- I walked with Braelyn again– three miles. Woohoo. I made myself go slow. I paid close attention and really worked on it. Prayerfully, no pain tomorrow. That’s my goal.
You know, it’s been over a month since I started. I don’t think I’ve lost any weight. At most, one or two pounds. It’s hard to tell. My weight can fluctuate a full five pounds in the course of the day. However, my clothes do fit differently. I can pull on my pants without unzipping or unbuttoning. New pants that fit just right– they’re baggy now and… yep. No zipper/buttons needed. My holster hips keep me from public humiliation with clothes falling off, but hey! It’s a change. I jiggle less. Oh, yes. I still jiggle. Trust me. But it’s less. 🙂