Thursday, February 26, 2004

I finished Bardot's second sleeve last night, and will block the pieces maybe tonight. Seaming and picking up stitches for the collar will wait until I am rested and fully caffeinated, because I loathe sewing seams and want to do it only once. It's Thursday, isn't it? I'm still tired and disoriented from the road trip, my house is grubby and cat-hairy, and I would take a day off tomorrow to rest and chase cat hair, except it's one of Boss's rare Fridays in the office (he's on the road far more than I am, and usually in the home office on Fridays) and I hate to abandon him on such a rare occasion when we're up to our eyeballs in work as always. I'm saving some leave time for Girlchild's spring break, though - the current plan is that she will spend part of it at the beach and part at home, and I think I'll take a day or two of Spring Break myself and spend the days at home with her. Lots of domestic chores await me this weekend, too - it has been raining steadily for the past couple of days, but should clear this weekend so I can resume my yard project and make at least one run to Goodwill.

My weight loss has stalled and I need to kick-start things again. I've gained and lost the same pound and a half for two weeks now - no doubt a combination of hormones and business travel and bad weather that prevented walking, but whatever the reason it's time to address it sternly and up the exercise. I've been lazy for almost a week now and that's way too long.

Though I haven't lost any more weight I'm pleased by the effect of the exercise - yesterday I wore size 10 black slacks that have become a bit loose already, and a fitted lightweight sweater, and I felt good about the way I looked. Even the stubborn pounds are rearranging themselves into a more tolerable configuration. It's been a while since I've felt good when I got dressed in the morning - for several years now I've just put on clothes that were functional and covered my flab. It's exciting to put on things that cling a bit more without worrying so much about what lumps and bumps they're highlighting. I am very strongly motivated to continue.

And on that note, it's time for Pilates.

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