Well, I'm feeling better, actually went to work today and I did a workout this morning which, considering I'm still not 100%, I was completely surprised I did. And I actually pushed myself to really workout and get my heart pumping as opposed to the half-hearted, keep my heartrate slightly elevated and call it a workout type workout I promised myself I could do, since I was still a little sick and all... I think I've become a regular exerciser. I woke up in Brantford last saturday morning itching for a workout, so I took the car and found a gym (freakin' expensive one too $15 just to workout - in BRANTFORD. How the hell do they stay in business?). Me. Working out on a non-scheduled workout day. Because I wanted to. Who am I and what have I done with Susan? Seriously -- that so would not have happened three months ago. I'm amazed. And a little proud of myself.

Anyway, then the miracles continued as I went to my weigh in and lost .5lbs. Yeah, yeah, yeah, half a pound, big freakin' deal - except last saturday I was up 2lbs and there was a wedding and I've been sick and I've been eating copious amounts of chocolate. So really, this loss should not be.
(x-posted to work in progress...