Mornin'
Note to self: If you get to the gym too much after 7:00 a.m. the large masculine wimmin will be hogging all the lane lines in the pool.
That said, I didn't get on the scale this a.m., but I feel better, and clothes are fitting better. I feel kinda like 5-6 lbs. of butter scraped over a loaf and a half of bread...
I can relate.
For my anniversary, my wife gave me (at my request, mind you) a copy of Matt Furey's Combat Conditioning. It cost a lot less than a membership to the gym I can't afford and won't go to.
Mornin' Corin!
Sigh... I *may* be down half a pound since my last weigh-in. Or not. I think I may have figured it out - had an, oh, duh, that could be why I haven't lost any weight in a year and a half moment last night.
Grr. It's very aggravating, because I've been trying so hard.