Monday, November 03, 2008

I've lost it

I think that I've officially lost it.

I went to Target today, bought an exercise ball, said "no" to the big package of Moose Munch, and showed great restraint overall. This is not my usual MO at all; usually an unsupervised visit to Target results in bags upon bags.

Either I'm finally becoming a grown up or I'm just too tired to muster up the energy for the dash during my lunch. And I said no to chocolate covered popcorn. Someone check my temperature.....

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Step one

I finally got up the courage/lost my will to avoid the scheduler at my endocrinology clinic and went in. Yuck. Got the weight lecture. Yes, I get it. (But just for the record, my fasting morning sugars were at 89, and the cut off is 100. So there. I probably won't be as smug about the lipd panel, but we'll cross that bridge later.) Yes, I've been getting it all of my life. Blech. Of course I did this on Halloween, so what do I do? Rebel in some stupid way and let loose on all of the candy that we won't be giving out.

That said, I finally got a little bit of sleep this weekend, so I wasn't ready to curl up and die around the kids' bedtime. I threw in a load of laundry, put on my shoes, and on the treadmill I went. Considering that we've had it for almost three weeks and this is the first time that I've used it, I suppose that it isn't that big of a deal, but it felt good to finally sweat again and actually enjoy it. We splurged and got the one with the wireless heart rate band, which is supposed to be a lot more accurate than the grips, and not half as irritating. Husband found a small flat screen on a open box special at local big box electronics, and has that mounted right in front of the treadmill, so that's good too. At least it was one good purchase out of my bonus money.

Final stats for the night-35 minutes, a hair under two miles, and about 290 calories. Yeah me!