Yahoo.... I can post again!
Yes, and yes ..... Funny how a tiny thing forcing you to at least TRY another way opens the door to so many other possibilities....
Like you Kat, I have been trying to readjust my schedule to get more movement in.... My old standby of stairclimbing must wait till my knees are feeling better. I get a strong twinge when I put too much weight.... mostly coming down stairs. A twinge strong enough to stop me midstep....
But as I was thinking about much better I know I always feel when I get that movement in, I thought ... why not just walk the halls during that same time frame I used to devote to stair climbing.... It definitely is not the same quick "get your heart rate up" but it sure beats what I'm doing now.....
Interesting. As soon as I made up my mind I wanted to find an alternative I did.....
Hmmmmm
Was watching Rachel Ray cut an onion and I thought she did it differently than all the rest of the world. Then I saw Bobby Flay do the same thing, cutting the onion in half or quarters and then removing the skin. Much faster than my method of doing it before hand.
Guess there always is something to learn no matter how many times you've done something.....
Anagram, so sorry to hear your bil is battling cancer. I am sure your show of support at the hospital meant the world to them. Times like these you really find out who your friends are.
To everyone, sorry for being short but the washer has stopped and I must get things hung before I need to run the load again to get the wrinkles out.
Here we go Tuesday evening, here we go....



Re: Q -- Saturday, for sure

'Tis a rainy one here although not raining as hard as it was when I woke up at 4:30. Went to sleep at 9, so not too bad. And it was cozy snuggling in bed and reading the paper, drinking tea. I ran through the woods anyway --
My weight hasn't changed but my body fat is down 2% and muscle mass up 4 pounds. Pants that were snug at just about this weight in the fall are now a little loose in the waist. Now to make the poundage reflect changes...
Reminds me of Leslie Nielsen (in Airplane? maybe?) when catastrophe after catastrophe struck and he went off the wagon repeatedly, from "Looks like I picked the wrong day to quit smoking" to "Looks like I picked the wrong day to quit smoking crack" or somesuch.
Been there and done that with my own drug of choice...

I keep talking about the same thing...hasn't happened yet, however.
lies! I've been up for hours already while DH continues to snooze. A little Reiki self-treatment, a little poring over decorating books and magazines. Amazing how the time goes, but it's nice to have the leisure
House chores less so, except that time and energy never seem to be adequate to keep them done up.