I said that. Just two days ago. Guess what? I don't really have any idea what I'm going to do anymore either. Today I decided to try for 2/10 of a mile jogging. After I said I wasn't going to. I waited all of 48 hours before going back on my own words. But I did it. In fact, I wasn't paying attention and when my inspiring music clip was done I found it was a quarter of a mile! And you know what???
I wanted to hurl. A lot.
I didn't, but obviously that was a bit much. I think I'll scale that back to a tenth near the start and a tenth near the end.
Yeah, I don't believe me either. Lord only knows what I'm really going to do.
Other than that, I don't really have anything to say that's noteworthy. I made a chicken casserole for dinner which wasn't too bad. I did a small amount of cleaning. Very small. I made a menu for the week and went grocery shopping for it. Oh, and I went the whole weekend without a drink. Despite last week's glorious drunken display, I'm not having issues with booze. But I now view them as a large waste of calories --- unless it's a PARTAY!!!!!!!!
Yeah, another testament to the fact that I don't even know myself anymore!
This week is going to be a tough one though. Tuesday is dinner with Drew's family. They don't eat high-caloric foods, as a general rule, but there's always dessert. Thursday is going to be the killer though. Laura's Retirement Dinner at The Springside. I've already picked my meal so I'm covered there. But there will be drinks and merriment. It will be a test of my willpower! I welcome the challenge.