Undersize Me... My Hcg Journey

VLCD3
weigh-in: 124.5

This morning I went for a 2 mile run. This time, I used a different route, one that I had used before, but that was not my part of my normal regime. I thought about a lot of things during that journey -- how much harder it is to exercise while dieting, how my aging body is responding slower to fitness efforts, how my footstrikes made a rhythm, how people should really pick up after their dogs, and, interestingly, how following through on a diet plan *is* the road not taken. What makes the difference between successful and unsuccessful reducers? Certainly not planning. Sales of diet regime manuals is sky-high, but we're still a nation of the obese. I'm not sure what factors are related to someone sticking to a diet plan, but I think camaraderie must be at the top of the list. A big part of my *not* giving up and just being content where I am is the accountability to total strangers trying to traverse their own forest of alimentary challenges.

While in the shower this AM, my 9 yr-old came into the bathroom (yes, there is no such thing as alone time for mommies) and exclaimed, "Daddy took us for a walk to Sweet Affaires Bakery and we got coconut muffins!" Salivating, I told her to serve themselves and then pack up whatever was left to give to Daddy to take to work... while that sounds noble, she forgot a piece of a muffin on the kitchen counter, which I quickly devoured, and then made myself a boiled egg for breakfast. This is what happens when your husband doesn't know that you're taking the road less traveled and are *serious* about getting back to your skinny jeans...