Quarter of one hundred, that is. Yes, today the scale was in my favor. I'm officially down 25 1/2 pounds. That's one quarter of one hundred. That's a toddler. That's disgusting. I'm so happy to see it go and I look forward to keeping this up.
I've been yogging every other day for at least twenty minutes, ahem, I think I've yogged five times. But still! I'm getting incredibly painful shin splints-but this only happens right near the twenty minutes and for about a half hour after I stretch. Ouch! I'm hoping this fades with repetition.
There are so many other things to write about-
How I feel about the days being light later
Hubby's recent epiphany
The fricassee incident
Dancing with the Stars
(no, not really)
The new comforter that died
Michigan's smoking ban in 5 days
Just to name a few. But I'm exhausted and my comfy, dead comforter, bed is calling me.