Week One

Week one of half marathon training went pretty well, all things considered. I decided to do the plan in miles instead of minutes, so that I'm used to the distance no matter how slow I'm trotting. So 2 miles Tuesday, boot camp Wednesday, and 2.5 miles Friday. Saturday was supposed to be 3 miles, until our dogs got out of the yard at 9 in the morning. It turned into about forty minutes and 2 miles jogging/walking/talking in the neighborhood trying to track them down. Saturday turned into my "cheat" day after that. I didn't burn as many calories as I started out to, and I went to a wine tasting with snacks that lasted for three hours. I was already over my calories for the day when I got home to make dinner. We still hadn't found the dogs and it was full dark. Husband was depressed and moody, so I was depressed and moody. I felt like eating chocolate cake. So I made some muffins and ate three of them, with icing and ice cream. Today I was back on track. I called the animal shelter this morning before I went to print lost dog flyers, and lo and behold, the pups were taken in last night right as they were closing. So I went and brought my puppies home. I went grocery shopping for the week, and then hit a Zumba class for an hour. Trying my hand at curry for dinner, and then I'm motoring straight into week two. I haven't decided when to weigh myself yet. I really feel like I'm at the point right now where I don't want to know what I weigh. I feel better exercising, I have a plan for the rainy/cold weather next week (hello YMCA)...and in a couple weeks, I'll see where I am on the weight thing. Here we go.