New Achievement.

I managed to fit into my husbands pants. This may sound like a disaster, but before my butt was too big.

I gardened for three hours today. I am bone tired.

Healthy Lunch

I had a piece of whole wheat toast with humus, asparagus, and a V8 for lunch. If I eat any healthier, I may die from it.

Big Ole Gardening Day

I gardened from 9:00 this morning to 4:00 this afternoon. I would say I took about 9o minutes of break time during the day. Gardening burns more calories than my walking does, but it's not as good aerobic exercise. So I am going to give myself five miles worth. Calories burned are about 272 an hour bringing today's total to 1361. If I kept my yard perfect I might be thin.

Yo-Yo Me

I forgot to post this yesterday and to change my ticker. I dropped back down to 145 without doing anything. It really is the hormones. I am paying more attention to this because of this blog. It really is happening, cycle gain five pounds, wait a week lose it without really trying. This should be a lesson in patience.

At Canton yesterday instead of eating a whole hamburger, I split one with Mamala and she shared her fried pie with me. We were full, but not sick. Much better way to enjoy a guilty pleasure. Half the food = Half the guilt.

Walking and shopping

I spent the day with Mamala and Baby Sister shopping at First Monday in Canton. We walked from noon until 5:00 pm. With about a 20 minute break for lunch. Now this was not a "break a sweat and pant" walking pace of course, unless you count a steep hill I had to go up three times. But I am tired and I counted it for two miles.

Doing a Little Better

Ate okay today. Not perfect, but did not over eat and had some veggies. I did garden this afternoon. The hard kind moving compost and such. I added up those calories and matched them to the calories burned walking. I added it to my walking ticker. My gardening counts.

Here I go again

Hormones and husband have caused a five pound weight gain. I thought him being off work would give me time to start to walk, not so. He feeds me thinks like Chick-Fil-A, corn fritters, and all kinds of good stuff off the grill. I know I don't have to eat it, but I also know I dont have the kind of will power not to eat it. Anyway, he goes back to work on Saturday and I will try to get back on track. I really need to get that ticker moving.