It's been a full week since I started counting my calories, and I'm doing a good job, thus far. I weighed myself today, and I indeed weigh 1 lb. less than last week at this time. Could be water weight, but I choose to believe that I've lost a lb. of fat.
In case you're worried, this isn't going to become a blog about my "weight loss journey". I realize that reading about how much or little I eat and work out is not terribly interesting to anyone besides myself (and poor Caleb does a good job of feigning interest). It's just that this is about the only thing that I can remember and then write about.
You see, my children are hilarious and say and do funny things all the time. But I can never recall exactly what was said/done when I get the opportunity to blog. Either that, or they spend the afternoon at each others' throats, and let's face it--NO ONE wants to read about that. If I didn't have to be around them when they did this, I wouldn't; so I'm certainly not going to force you to read about it.
Anyhow, I'm off to the Y now. I have a hot date with the treadmill and the weight machines.
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