Nothing screams sore muscles like standing on a six foot later cleaning lights and painting the trim on the house for hours. I am shocked that I am able to move-much less walk and type. I didn't make my five pound loss but maintained what I was at last week (monthly hormones will do that). With the raging heat I also have not been walking more than two miles. I was really logging the miles for awhile. I would rather trudge though snow than sweat in the heat.
Wednesday is "the day" I will finally find out what is burning my stomach. Maybe I can then skip the applesauce and popcorn and enjoy Olive Garden with my neighbor on her birthday. My fingers are crossed.
I have kept up my stretching and promised myself that if all comes back well, I will pay the overpriced cost of doing the Yoga classes closer to my house (so that I go) other than the ones with my friend.
I have no goals this week other than to simply make it though Wednesday, after that I will make and post some new goals.