Day Twenty-Two
Today was super busy. Saturdays are always busy, but there were a couple of extra things going on today that made it even busier.
I had been asked to play the organ at a funeral, and had stayed up very late, talking with my husband about a project we are doing, so I only had time to do abs and thirty minutes of the elliptical at the gym this morning. I made those thirty minutes count, upping the resistance faster than I normally would, but it was still only thirty minutes, and I burned just under one-tenth of a pound, according to the machine I was on.
I also felt discouraged today. I am not losing weight as fast as I want to. I was hungry a lot today, but I didn't feel like I could eat much. I snacked on leftover vegetables, an apple, and a handful of almonds. I made Spanish rice for dinner, and reminded myself as I neared the end of my smallish portion that that was it--no seconds.
I wanted and intended to go back to the gym--and even got my husband to agree to walk in the pool with me, something he hasn't wanted to do during the colder months--but our son with a spot of pneumonia called for a ride home from downtown, and, by the time we made the round trip to get him, it was late and we both felt too tired to do anything but go to bed.
I had been asked to play the organ at a funeral, and had stayed up very late, talking with my husband about a project we are doing, so I only had time to do abs and thirty minutes of the elliptical at the gym this morning. I made those thirty minutes count, upping the resistance faster than I normally would, but it was still only thirty minutes, and I burned just under one-tenth of a pound, according to the machine I was on.
I also felt discouraged today. I am not losing weight as fast as I want to. I was hungry a lot today, but I didn't feel like I could eat much. I snacked on leftover vegetables, an apple, and a handful of almonds. I made Spanish rice for dinner, and reminded myself as I neared the end of my smallish portion that that was it--no seconds.
I wanted and intended to go back to the gym--and even got my husband to agree to walk in the pool with me, something he hasn't wanted to do during the colder months--but our son with a spot of pneumonia called for a ride home from downtown, and, by the time we made the round trip to get him, it was late and we both felt too tired to do anything but go to bed.
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