I’ve got both good news and bad news – I lost five pounds, giving me less than five to go until I hit my 60% mark.
Why is that good news and bad news? Well, the good news part is obviously the weight loss itself. The bad news part is that I didn’t manage it through any sort of exercise and calorie counting process. No, I lost that because of a combination of being sick with no appetite for three days and an unpleasant reaction to the azithromycin. It did its job well, I think, but it also left me regretting it for a small space of time.
Let’s move on.
I’m probably 90% to 95% recovered now, with just some drainage and a cough to nag me about not being at full health. Which means that it’s probably time to get back to work. And by “work” I mean “exercising”. So, I’ll be aiming to hit my walking goal today (inside – it’s a little chilly outside, and that always makes my sinus-induced cough worse). And then I’ll be seeing my personal trainer and getting her to explain just what a couple of those exercises I’m meant to be doing are – I’m pretty sure I would have remembered had I not been sick in bed for three days, but they’ve utterly escaped me now.