* I have actually had four different people (in four different settings) tell me I look "great," and three add they could tell I was losing weight. Haven't weighed for a long time, but know I am only one size down. Last time, it took going from 250 to almost Onederland before anyone noticed. Not even wearing different clothing except for smaller (identical) pants cuz the previous size was falling off. It's a mystery.
* I am on the Editorial Board for Law Review, which comes with some pretty crazy responsibilities sometimes. Our Editor-in-Chief made what I considered to be an unreasonable demand. Rather than simply complying, I wrote her a very polite e-mail explaining why I thought the demand was unreasonable, and she agreed with me, even complimenting the work I had done this summer. So, I saved myself four hours' worth of work today, which means making time for a work-out was far less difficult, and I had time to complete paid work. I had forgotten how much of this journey was about demanding time for myself to accomplish this goal.
* When I packed my gym bag this morning, I packed my daughter's (very similar-looking, but two sizes too small) left shoe instead of mine, and my asthma inhaler got caked with shampoo. Didn't realize what had happened until I got in the gym and changed. I leave an extra pair of gym shoes in my van for emergencies, but by the time I got back to the van, I didn't have time to go back to the gym and work out before the gym closed. So, I took a walk outside instead. The top of the heel on my extra shoe is broken (which is why I had to get new ones - I have to stop and adjust it so that my foot doesn't come out of the shoe every step), and I almost quit. But what the heck, right? I fought for this time, so I would use it. I walked in unfamiliar territory, got lost, and ended up walking almost six miles by the time I found my way back. In crappy shoes. So there, random misfortune!