Be careful what you wish for. I wished I would lose the totally unnecessary 2.6 lbs. Mother Nature passed me last week, and my wish was granted. Not an ounce more, not an ounce less. I’m back at -92.6 lost. I should’ve wished I would lose 3 lbs. or 5 lbs. or something huge, but no, I had to go and wish for the minimum. I considered throwing a hissy fit, but while I reserve the option to pitch one later, I think I’ll just tippy toe off into the sunset and consider myself lucky. With a bit of grateful and successful in there, too.
Nothing unusual or remotely interesting, for that matter, to report for this week. I have to work the holiday, or most of it, and then I’m on my own for my Friday strength training. I shall miss Trainer Kevin’s post-workout stretching, but I’m looking forward to seeing what I can do on my own. Wish me luck!
And that’s that. I’m off to check in on your week and hope to catch up by tonight. Oh, and if you’ve read this far, I challenge you to find two blogs you haven’t visited before, or maybe just recently, and leave a cheery comment this week. Share the energy, so to speak!