Energy

This morning's weight: 277.8

ENERGY! I have so much of it! I love it.  On weekends, I have historically been very very lazy, taking multiple naps, sleeping in late, what have you.  This weekend I accomplished and did so much, it's ridiculous!

I already listed my Saturday morning.  Saturday afternoon we took the dogs for a second walk then went to Target to get a couple if items (and to get out of the house so the cleaners could do their thang).  When we got home, I attempted to make vegetable chips (failed, by the way.  I need to watch the oven better), made my week's tabuleh, made some salmon and asparagus for dinner, and cleaned the kitchen up. 

Sunday, I did round 2 of dishes (I made an almighty mess the night before),  3 or so loads of laundry, cleaned up the front AND back patio (sweeping, small amount of weeding and pruning back of the outrageous lilies, poop patrol, picking up dead leaves, throwing out unused stuff, planning, the usual), took pictures of some unwanted items and got them posted up on freecycle, and then dealt with the downpour of emails that came in, we finally hung the 5 Firefly posters in the computer room, I made my weekly veggie broth, a spicy slaw, reheated dinner, made the husband some quesadillas, and I made banana "ice cream" for desert.

Full days! I loved it.  I loved it because I had the desire to get stuff done, the energy to do it all, and I didn't quit working on anything due to being tired as I didn't get tired.  I broke a bit of a sweat doing all the sweeping and pruning so I got exercise to boot.

I had a nice bonus ego boost this morning - my co-worker's husband saw me this morning for the first time since December, before I started this journey. He called her earlier and was telling her how much weight it looks like I lost. 

I love hearing it from others because I don't see it on myself.  I feel like my clothes are getting bigger, not me shrinking as I look exactly the same (in my head anyway) as I did 55 pounds ago.