Yesterday - Sunday - I managed to get out and walk 1 1/2 laps, which ends up being 1.3 miles.  I missed Saturday - don't ask me how. I think I entered some sort of time wormhole or something. It wasn't like I was busy or anything - I barely made it off the couch. Which is standard for me.  And Friday I was out of town, left early by 700am (early for me anyway) and didn't get home until nearly 645pm. Anyway, I managed to walk yesterday (Sunday).  Yay.  I still feel like I'm failing, but I am trying not to let myself give up. I want to be healthier and lose weight for my husband. He loves me the way I am, but I don't love me the way I am.  You know?  At the moment I weight marginally more than he does - probably only by about 5 or 10 pounds, but still.  I used to be really skinny, naturally. I think, looking back, I must have had a high metabolism or something.  And somehow having kids changed that a little. Anyway, there it is...

Here's my 'whuff' for the day...