So, since December, when I quit smoking, til NOW, I have put on a few extra pounds. That's actually a lie, because a few is like, 5. So this weekend, I went to Austin to an exercise workshop. I took a T-Tapp workout with Kirsten. That's serious work. I've also been getting up and walking with DH. First thing, and after dinner on most days-I know we've covered at least 10 miles a week, and we are working on the 3rd week. Gosh, I hope it helps.
I have a sneaking suspicion that a few of my pounds may be linked to my new adventures in hyperthyroidism. The doc put me on meds that took my TSH from .19 to 3.8. THAT's a big swing. We gotta talk about THAT.
Since I had to drive 130 miles, I drove another 10, and went to Ikea. Look at what I found! It's a Spoka nightlight. I am in LERVE! DH rolled his eyes, but blah blah blah.
Joan blogged about oddball portents last week. I HOPE Spoka's a harbinger. Something happened today that made me think maybe so.
In other news, my little brother and I talked last week, and made tentative plans to go to fat camp in the spring. I asked DH if he wanted to go drink broth, do yoga, and do some of the other things advertised. He will only go if there is beer involved. And he doesn't want the poop coach.