Today was good and bad. It was good in that I biked eight miles with my hubby this morning. It was exercise for me, and I was really feeling it since that made 20 miles that I had biked in under twenty-four hours. For him it wasn't such a big deal. A couple of times a month he bikes with some hard core bikers. They cover 30 miles a day, and they get some pretty fast speeds going. I was just happy that I was getting some movement in and that we had time to spend together.
On the eating front things weren't so good. A combination of lots of work plus not planning ahead left me hungry and at restaurants. I'm hoping for a better today tomorrow. I only lost one pound this week; I sure hope all this exercise kicks in soon. I definitely feel it. Now I want to see it.
My workout partner reminds me that even ten minutes is better than nothing. I may not have an hour to devote to exercise, but I surely can do ten minutes. And those little bits can add up. The important thing is to get some sort of exercise in every day.