Day Ninety-Four

Today did not go completely as planned.  I didn't get any sleep, to speak of, until after three o'clock.  But, and you can be proud of me for this--I still made it to the gym.  I probably had about forty minutes to work out.  Twenty-two on the elliptical, plus full abs and weight-lifting.  I knew I would not get to come back and do even a second set of the weight-lifting in the time I had, so I did twenty reps of each thing instead of then.

That counts.

We had ANOTHER birthday cake at work today.  In fact, for some reason, the person brought two.  One had strawberries and whipped cream on it, but the other looked pretty tasty, too.  No one pressed me to have some.  It feels a little silly to hold out, at this point, but it also seems like it would be silly to give in at this point.

I've got to figure out what my rules for life are going to be.  I know I'm only being strong because I know one hundred is a finite number.  But I can tell, wearing my clothes, that I am a little thinner, and I do not want to gain back a single pound.

The kids are home--well, the boys are.  My daughter prioritized seeing her boyfriend ahead of seeing me, but, hey, that's what being seventeen is for, I suppose.  We took them to dinner, and I let myself order a small combo, telling myself I would put most of it away to eat later.

I did not eat it all.

I've got to go to bed early, so that's all for now.  I did a third of my night abs.  Good night.

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