I seem to recall a post about a month ago that expressed the hope that Life would calm down so that I could keep my gym commitment. Well, hmmm, it seems that I may not have control over that. Ahem.
My sister is in the hospital with complications from her C-section which birthed my niece (also the subject of a previous blog.) I am not counting the all-day lugging of a carseat filled with nearly 12 pounds of baby, and all of her requisite accessories as an official "workout" but I am feeling my efforts today!
In scale news: I am down to 172. It is an all-time low, even if it did take about a month to lose that 1/2 of a pound. I'll take it! (And more, please!)
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Fabulous, we are both at some low points on the scale. Lugging the baby is tough, but its a great thing to do for a sister. Go to the gym, try the elliptical its empowering. Go home, fire up a fattie (thats a euphemism not a literal thing), lay back and just chill. Enjoy the success..
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