Okay, I went to my first boot camp-style workout with a local (meaning I didn't have to drive a 1/2 hour each way to the 'burbs) "meet up" group tonight. I got in a good 40-minute workout (strength training stuff ala Gilad) and then made it back in time to feed and walk the doggies and have a couple glasses of wine, about 4 bowls of soup (I'ma pay for that on the scale in the AM), and Skype Project Runway with my sis (we usually watch it twice -- very sad). So a mostly successful evening. Except that that's my first serious workout in weeks.
Was feeling really good about my progress until I had pizza 3 times this week and then all that soup tonight. (Although it was a really delicious home-made tater soup -- you KNOW how I love all things tater. I left out the ENTIRE stick of butter that the recipe called for, but I think the allspice and the pepperoncinis made the soup work anyway.) So, I backslid a little bit this week, and I'll need to do a lot more roller blading and boot camping to continue with my very SLOW weight-loss progress.
The good news is that I got out of the house and worked out a bit. And scoped out another nearby park (Steele Indian School) in the process--this one is newer and larger than the Marge Park (Margaret T. Hance), and has LOTS of smooth, smooth sidewalks. And fewer full-time residents -- less "water" under the bridges, if you know what I mean (and I think you do). So I've already suggested to Ena that we roller blade there next time. And we haven't even checked out Encanto Park yet. It's ancient and I don't think it has as many smooth concrete surfaces. But still, maybe we can boot camp out there or something this spring when it's super nice.
MEANWHILE, this Saturday Ena and Mary B and I will be biking down to the Market, 'cuz I need some tomato plants for the spring. And even if I don't burn a ton of calories, I get to wear a new skort. So it's a win. And don't think I've forgotten about that ballroom cardio video -- I'ma work that in somewhere soon.
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