I haven't forgotten my pledge, my quest to lose some weight, and more importantly, to me, gain my health back.
I managed to walk some while in Bermuda and if dancing into the wee hours of the morning counts, I put in some time on my vacation, but I knew when I returned I'd need to hit the real dance floor again.
(We didn't exactly lift weights in the nightclub.)
Sadly, my little jazz hands were grounded. I was sidelined by first the flu, and then a sinus infection.
But I haven't given up.
I've been working out again, despite a sore back (whether this speaks to my determination or folly is yet to be seen) and when I took my measurements again a couple of days ago, I had lost 1/2" off my hips.
Greatest reward, this week: Big spike in energy levels. Maybe there's some truth to all this talk about endorphins.