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I am so close to finally seeing the 220's, I can almost taste it.  While I have been lazy in getting into a weightlifting routine, knowing me, I just gotta find what works.  Did read about how I can take my time, build up to it, so that's what I'm doing. 

Now that I'm doing 10 minutes on my elliptical daily, it feels weird when I don't.  Tried last week on my day off and 2 hours later I found myself on the elliptical because my brain kept saying "you forgot something."  I use those 10 minutes as a meditation & reflection moment.  Once off, I'm ready to face the world.

My husband who is my biggest supporter is simply amazed at how well I'm sticking to it.  After 15 years, he knows I'm a quitter when it comes to things.  So he's quite the fan.  Now if I could just get him to actually listen to me when I speak.  He spoke for nearly 30 minutes the other night about some things and I faced him & heard his words, didn't interrupt or anything.  When I tried to voice a cute little incident that happened at work he was busy texting.  I stopped talking but he said "go on, " when I finished the story it was apparent he stopped listening after a minute & even forgot that I was speaking.  So I've decided while he has his good points, I'm not going to bother talking to him anymore unless we are in the car together.  This is nothing new, he's never really bothered to listen to me unless it's scary important & has a direct impact on him.  I've spent my entire life as an afterthought to other people, which is why I have no problem with this and use it to my advantage now that I'm older.

The work story for those who are interested:

I noticed a co-worker has a jar on his desk with candy in it.  Mainly a little Butterfinger.  Love those.  Noticed it in the morning and by the afternoon I needed to have a heart to heart with that candy bar.  So I went into his office, stared at the jar, saying nothing.  My co-worker says "hey, you ok?"  At which point I explain to him that I want the Butterfinger but not the zillion calories that come with it.  The other co-worker in the room chirps in about how it would be nice to have a man in a jar, and how it would be great to take him out of the jar on occasion when she needs something.  She went on & on about this and I looked at the first co-worker who is pushing 70 & an active church member & I said "The look on your face says "bitches be crazy."  At which point he laughs & says "I wasn't gonna say it."  So I said, "that's what I said it for you sweetie."  Now we are all laughing, good belly laughs too.  The end.

Eat less, move more.