Well, it is getting easier for me to find my pictures. The quality of the picture isn't improving, but my retrieval timing is. Today's entry is 33.07 min. on the recumbent bike.
While I am still lagging behind, and The Perfect Child is still a few minutes ahead of me, I'm trying to catch up. I'll do it with frequency, perhaps not quality. :) After a rules clarification discussion last night, I was given the option of using my pedometer while I golf to add to my total. Great!! I can hear you all saying...not so fast, my friends. I need a new battery first. So for a day, the additional implement will have to sit on the shelf and wait. Hence my trek to the downstairs family room and the recumbent bike. I kinda like sitting on my big, fat arse and just peddling mindlessly while watching "Good Morning America".
After getting my herbs planted yesterday, I toyed with the idea of cheating the Iowa weather and putting out my tomatoes 4 days early. "Never before Mother's Day" is the common answer I've gotten when asking the experts when is the earliest possible date for planting them. I am a risk taker, so I think I'll put them out tomorrow!! I know, tempting the fates, but hey, I'm crazy like that. :)
I also did something different exercise-wise yesterday. Since we have two sets of stairs (15 steps each) in the house, I did 3 series of both sets, twice. That was kinda new and different, so I may incorporate it into the repertoire. If I'd had the use of my pedometer, I could probably have counted this effort.....but alas!!! I cannot.
I would talk about my eating yesterday, but I really only want to talk about that which preceded 7:00 pm. That's when I went off the deep end. Mindless nibbling is what it was. A dry roasted peanut here, a small bagel there, you'd have thought I forgot to cook a lovely dinner. Which, may I add, we had just finished!! It was so foolish of me, and the guilt was horrendous. Why is it the guilt portion of these events doesn't really kick in until way after you've totally messed up? It would be so much better if the guilt would hit at least one bagel or one Pringles earlier. Damn!!