Week2 Day1 Chest&Back and ABX DONE! Dh got some sense and decided not to add in the legs. He remembered tomorrow was Plyo.
Debra: I needed a cheerleader tonight! Sounds like you've had practice!
Traci-X: Thanks for the article. I'll be reading it tonight after I finish my novel. You're certainly doing well with your eating this time around. As you can see, I need all the help I can get. The chocolate stampede cake was soooo good! I only had 10 bites and put the rest in the take home container for the girls. Shush your mouth! I only take extra cream in my coffee. Where else do you think I get my dairy from? Did you know under my Dunkin Doughnut #1 Customer poster is printed: "NO SUGAR... She's sweet enough!" Well that last part is what dh says when he's in the doghouse. LOL They built a new Sonic about 20 minutes away. I'll have to try it out when I lose 20 more pounds. ;-)
Lea: You're such a good Xer! The last thing I think of when I wake up is working out. But, you know, Tony's not hard on the eyes. Oh, my heart went out to you when I read that you and your dh decided on no more dc. I remember when I was married with my ex we decided the same thing after having 3 ACTIVE boys. I actually mourned over the thought of never having any girls at the time. I can totally understand though. If it's any consolation, my MIL only had three boys, but she has six granddaughters to spoil.
Tracy: How was your MRI. FIL has to get those routinely to check his brain tumor growth. He can't stand lying still. I'm sure it was tough on you too!!! Oh! I know what you mean about food journaling. I wait until the end of the day to write everything down and tally up the calories. I had to measure and write down everything my twins ate for 2 years because they were so tiny. They were born at 24 weeks gestation. I got so sick of food and getting them to eat what the doctors wanted, I lost interest in eating myself. Finally, I told the doctors at Children's Hospital of Philadelphia ENOUGH! What did they expect. They were only 1 pound 3 ounces and 1 pound 4 ounces at birth. Wouldn't you know it. As soon as I cut ties with CHOP's Feeding Program and repected what my twins could eat instead of what they couldn't, they gained the weight. I digress...
Jeanette: Sorry, I missed your post last night. You must have posted while I was writing my late night novel. Were you able to fit in both your hill ride climb and Jari tonight? How does Jari's other tapes compare to her S&L? I admire that you rarely eat fast food. It would require more planning on my part to cut back. Just today, I took my girls to McDonalds for lunch. I got a yogurt and fruit parfait. I did eat some of dd's french fries. But, they smelled sooooo good! I think it's great that your boys learned how to work on vehicles. Most of the boys I know around here (which isn't many) learned to just work, which is a feat in itself these days. There's this one perfect homeschooling family I know... The oldest would buy tractors and ride-on mowers, fix them up, and sell them for a profit when he was a teenager. It help pay for his college. Their other boy invested his money in greenhouses and raising raspberries. He sells them seasonally. He also chops wood and sells it for firewood. I secretely wish their boys would wait and marry my dds; even though one is in college.
SandraX: No injury report here... yet. LOL and ewwwing at the thought of your dh smacking his lips. :7 Oh, come on... you know you want the recipe. It could count as part of your fruit portion. }( It's also a lot healthier than what I have planned for Easter desert, chocolate swirled cheesecake. It's my grandmother's old fashioned recipe with 3 boxes of cream cheese, 5 eggs, melted chocolate chips, heavy cream and chocolate cookie crumbs! YUM :9 LOL about your visions of shipping DD. Let's see how about DDC? Is it too close to DD or DC for you? I can ship either or all depending on how many last nerves I've got left! ;-)
Be back in a moment. Dh made some spaghetti and meatballs for me. I know it's late, but I haven't eaten much all day. Shame on me!
Wendy
