So, after a short, yet tiresome two-day school week, it is now the weekend. I love Friday nights...the whole next two days laid out before me in a glorious unknown of secret potential.

Anyway. Enough of that. I wanted to share a personal victory and a "I'm Back on Track" moment.

First of all, in an effort to get in better shape, get more exercise, etc., Brent and I began a "competition" of sorts back at the beginning of December. We have a little-used treadmill, and we decided we'd run/walk on it every day. The competition part is that if he gets on it, so must I. If I get on it, so must he. We thought this would keep us motivated.

We started this on Monday, December 3rd. I jogged for 10 minutes and completed 3/4 of a mile. In the 33 days since we started that, I've only missed three days when I didn't run (two of them being Christmas, when we were out of town). Tonight, I jogged for 13 minutes, and completed one and one-quarter of a mile. My legs have gotten stronger, and my endurance has increased as well.

And yet, I went off of Weight Watchers right after Thanksgiving, and have put on almost ten pounds in the five weeks since that holiday. I believe that number would have been much more if I'd not been jogging.

So, I went back on WW today, and I could tell I'd been off for awhile. I thought about food all day today. But, since I've established an exercise routine, all I have to do is reestablish my diet and I should be in excellent shape.