The Prodigal Pound

Yep, the Prodigal Pound returned for Weigh In Wednesday. AND, he brought a .1# friend with him. While this isn't the news I had hoped for, it is certainly better than I expected. As I've mentioned, this week had not been my best ever, so I was expecting a weigh in disaster, and quite frankly, I'm not all that displeased with having gained 1.3#. Never let it be said that I set my sights too high.

I did get out yesterday for a "waddle". I wasn't able to set any land-speed records, or work up a good sweat, but I did manage to get a refreshing 15-20 minute walk knocked out. It was a slow, steady, short but sweet mood lifter. Just being outside again was delightful. Now, after another day or two of moderate temps, we'll be back into the 30's again, and possible snow on Sat. So, I'm glad I was able to take a stroll yesterday. I'm off to the chiropractor today, and I'm finally getting a good haircut. The haircut should be good for getting rid of that pesky .1#!!! If I can manage another walk after my appointment, and the drizzle lets up a bit, I may take another walk outside. Gotta take advantage of the opportunity when it arises.

Speaking of my chiropractor, I am really, really hoping that after today's session I begin feeling some relief. My mornings are absolutely horrendous, and I'm tired of not being able to do anything without pain. I want to be "UN-gummed" damn it!! It's getting to the point that even sitting in a chair hurts. There is not a position that I've found lately that I can assume and feel comfortable. It's the pits!! Only positive in this situation is that with all the back pain, I hardly feel the knee pain at all. :)