Hi! We just got back from a great BBQ picnic in the park, and I played Ultimate Frisbee for the first time! I’m so excited. In the past, I never would have played because I was afraid of messing up for my team, or just being pathetic. Since I gained weight, I’ve been even more self conscious. But today I decided to jump in and participate. I was the only girl on the team. They actually passed to me! And I ran, barefoot, in the grass for 30-45 minutes. So there’s my exercise for the day. And I couldn’t be happier. SO….

Monday- was the end of my girls’ weekend away, and then straight on to a 4th of July BBQ, so there was nothing admirable to report.
Tuesday- I did 50 minutes of treadmill and PT.
Wednesday- was the same.
Thursday- the same again.
Friday- I did upper body weights and PT. My pecs hurt, and I love it.
Today, as you know, I worked it playing frisbee.

I’m ignoring the scale. On the whole the past few weeks, I’ve eaten really well, but this last weekend away, well, we ate. A lot. I gained 7 pounds in two days. I’m puffy. And then last night, to celebrate my last Finchy Friday, I brought food. Brie, crackers, basil/pasta salad, salami and a sourdough baguette, fresh basil from my “deck garden”, havarti, donut holes and sparkling cider. So, I’m still puffy. I have my work cut out for me, but for the most part, I’m doing really well.

I’m loving the wheatgrass juice. I’m up to 2 oz, twice a day, and I intend to bump it up in a week or so. I feel so invigorated in a mellow, soothing way. It sounds weird, but that’s how it feels to drink the stuff. I actually crave it. This doesn’t mean I like it. It’s still way weird, but I like what it does to me.

How’s it going out there? Our own FYRKRKR (aka Gayle) is doing very well. She has been doing PT exercises, and water aerobics 3x a week, and has dropped another pant size. Way to go, Gayle!