It's Monday again, and I cannot believe I am saying this, but...Monday is becoming my favorite day of the week. And it really has nothing to do with being my weigh-in day (although that doesn't hurt any). Having Monday as a day off has seriously changed my opinion of probably the most-hated day of the week around the world. Mondays make me feel pretty good because I usually get a lot done on Mondays that I've been putting off, and I am the Queen of Procrastination, for those who might not realize. Fact. I am a true ostrich at heart, and burying my head in the sand is something I do with panache. I'm not necessarily proud of it, you understand; but if you're going to do something, do it right.
The no-longer-evil scale says I lost 3 pounds last week, bringing my total to 68.5. It's interesting to note (at least to me) that I lose more weight on the weeks I eat more food. It makes sense in the metabolism-fired-up way, but it's not something most people can square in their heads. I still haven't really started exercising (except for shake-weight arm/shoulder workout), but I certainly run around doing other stuff a lot more than before. So I guess that's gotta count for something, right? I know one thing...our stairs are a lot easier to climb now. They must have become much more shallow, and there are probably less of them than before :)
~k
