Well, I don’t know about all of you, but I kind of slacked off this week.

Monday- 2 mile walk and weights

Tuesday- 30 minutes of skating

Wednesday- physical therapy

Thursday- a whole lot of nothin’

Friday- weights and physical therapy (and 4 hours at the beach with the kids in upper 90 degree weather. There wasn’t any aerobic benefit to that, but I’ll take the benefit of being in the sun.)

My main excuse for the lack of activity this week is that I was tired of going going going, and wanted to spend a couple days sitting, relaxing, and knitting. And I did. It was lovely. My secondary excuse is that is was freaking hot this week, which took away a lot of energy, but really, the first excuse is the one that had the most influence. I was lazy this week.

Food wise, same old, same old. Not bad, but not great. (No cupcakes or zucchini bread this week)

The scale? Well, considering that I’m just hanging out in the upper 220’s without much change, I may just drop the weigh in portion of my posts until there is something worth mentioning.

My back is still giving me grief, but other than that, I’m feeling really good. On the scale, in the mirror, and in the fit of my clothes, I’m not seeing much of a change. On the inside of my body however, I feel really good. I have more energy, I can tell I have glorious muscles buried in the depths, and I get that whole “natural high” thing from exercising. I love the way I feel. It’s great. My prediction is that at some point, my body is going to wake up and say, “wait a minute, what’s all this fat doing here?” and I’ll start shedding it. But until then, I’m still plugging along.

Want to see something cute? Here is Saturday mornings at my house…