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Running down a dream...

This week, I was up 0.2 pounds. Oh no, oh my, whatever has become of me! Right -- pretty much anything within a half-pound is maintenance to me. So I am happy. If I figured it up right, since Thanksgiving, I've lost about 6 pounds. That is not bad at all!!!!

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For years, I've had a recurring .... can't really call it a dream, because I'm not actually asleep yet when it happens. It's usually one of those last things that flash through my mind as I'm falling asleep. It's me, running (for my health, not running for my life).

Me? Run? Right. As Daffy says, "Ha. Ha. It is to laugh." But there I am in the dream, running -- happy and enjoying it, and usually there's music there to push me along. Most of the time, it's "Running on Empty." Guess that part of Forrest Gump took hold in my brain. The odd part is that I'm running in slo-mo, not at all synchronized with how fast I'd actually have to run to keep in tempo with the song ..... almost like I'm running on a trampoline.

Anyway, as things are progressing on my journey, I can begin to see myself .... not running, but maybe adding a little jogging to things. Couldn't hurt Maddox either to step up the tempo on occasion.

I'm mulling it over. Seriously.

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Unknown said…
You've inspired me, in more ways than I can possibly express. This afternoon, I signed up for Weight Watchers Online.

I'm trying to decide whether or not to tell people, or if I should just do this quietly until I make it stick.

But seeing you succeed has helped me have the confidence to take this step out. I'm proud of you, and so glad to be able to call you a friend.
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