Well okay then. I chickened out on the deep water pool class. Actually, Twice. I did a regular class but didn't stay for the second one, and I didn't go today as I had planned. Boy, the road to you know where really IS paved with good intentions. Another woman in my class wants to try it, too, so maybe if we go together on Friday... If I'd gone today, I'd be there now instead of writing yet another post.
Rose, it is so frustrating to post and lose it. Thank you for trying!
Par, I am glad you are doing well. You and Tanya are the only P2ers on the thread right now, but just a few weeks ago, everyone was in P2! More will come along. Meanwhile, the rest of us are glad to support you both so let us know how it is going. (Gig, THINK you are either in P3 or just into P4. Correct me if I am wrong.)
I maybe didn't do two hours in the pool but I ran around like the proverbial chicken with its head cut off (what a horrible analogy from my grandparent's day!) running errands and taking the little old lady dog first to groomers and then to the vet. Nothing wrong with her. She is just a grump! She entertained the entire vet office by growling and snarling, swearing like a sailor. The vet was giggling "All I did was tickle her foot!" We had to wrap her up like a burrito (or a cat!) in a towel so she could be examined and she growled and used bad language like we were beating her the entire time. But her complaining was consistent so the vet could not find any evidence of pain or swelling or anything else. We are trying some new anti-Anxiety pills crumbled up into dust and hidden in her food. Not sure it is working yet. She is sitting with her back to me (a very Schnauzer way of saying, well, ***-off...) so far. And yet, she snuggles and wiggles and wags her tail like mad when my niece is around. It's just ME she doesn't like. However, back to the chicken... my activity wheels on my watch zoomed around about 5 times when I checked them last night.
I am down .4 which puts me into the 124 pound. Deee Light Full. But I won't count on it staying there. Just a little treat for Aunt Pearly.
Onward!
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