mynuet

I solved the problem by going to Foot Locker and getting a good pair of insoles. They've got this thing where they'll replace them for free once a month for a year, and I love it.

I shred it, nuke it for four minutes with a cover but no water, and it comes out as a no-carb "rice" that goes well with almost anything.

I've been taking pictures. I can't see a difference in the mirror, but I can see a distinct difference in my hips and thighs from last month to last week in pictures. I've also got an anti-growth chart in the bathroom, measuring my hips by marking the walls as they shrink.

I work out in the backyard pool right now, and I've got a playlist cued up with alternating songs - one for running, one for the general aerobics crunches/pullups/jumping/kicks kind of things. Generally, I find that just about anything can work - 4/4 is called common time for a reason, so it's just a matter of keeping the…

That happens to just about everybody. It's tough. These days, I just tell myself that it's okay - the wagon is still right there for me to climb back on. One screwup is an indulgence, and the occasional indulgence is okay. Continuing to screw up because hey, I did once already, is just a greased track for me to slip back…