Losing a part of me

I went to pieces yesterday evening, and I do not know why. I ate, and I ate, and I ate… I was convinced that when I got onto the bathroom scale this morning I would have gained four pounds. It was a wonder that I did not gain. I did not lose any weight, but not gaining was a relief.

I was pleased with one thing that I did yesterday; I walked to and from the supermarket, a 5km jaunt. It was my longest measured walk in quite some time, and I am happy that I did it. I told Leslie today that one of the things I am going to need to do is to get moving again. With spring upon us I have no excuse (other than time) to not get outside for my exercise walks.

I am doing better today than I did yesterday, but the day is not over. I am hoping to go to bed without falling off again. I am going to speak with my wife for a bit after class, and then I am going to try to sleep early. I took Her Floofness out for a walk right before class, so I should be able to hit the sack at a reasonable time.

Have a great day folks!