WANTED! DEAD OR ALIVE!
I haven't written in a few days, but all is well. The night I last wrote I said I was going for a walk with my husband. Well boy, did I. We walked for 4 hours. 10 miles of walking in some of the scariest neighborhoods in the city...we started by walking to the mall..about a 45 min. walk from our apartment. Then we decided to walk to Barnes and Nobles...then to Walmart...by the time we got there it had been 2 hours and we hated to just turn and head back the way we came...so we went down a side street and landed in the ghetto.
2 hours later we were home.
We were followed for a bit by a frightening character on a childs bicycle, we both watched ahead of us as two youngish guys ducked under a bridge we were about to cross ( we chose then to walk on the median so as not to be grabbed by them from either side.)
For the most part it was fine...just alot of very terratorial looks from the denizens of the area.
Also, at one point we were running across a road and I turned my head to look at the cars and pulled a muscle in my neck. So painful. But the whole time, we were pretending to be ultra-bad guys "on the run" from the cops. So we'd duck into the shadows when we saw cops and laughed ourselves silly the whole time...we made up code names for each other and discussed our devious plans....was great fun when you ignore all the awful aches and pains from later on...
Ended up ruining my favorite pair of socks. They were worn to the nylon netting...hence the blisters....oooowwww....
Just got back from the grocery store...my kitchen is now a veritable farmers market. Veggies, fruits, lean meats....Hubby informed me yesterday that he's been thinking and he thinks he needs to be eating healthier...(i was in complete disbelief at first, but he seems to mean it...) and so he wants to go walking daily for 30 mins. in the morning and 1-2 hours at night...plus walk to school and back daily. And he wants to eat healthy. No fast food and mainly whole, organic foods. This is NOT the man I married...or maybe it is, just a very improved version of him, lol.
No fewer pounds on the scale than last time. Probably because I was coerced into a "last hurrah" before the official start of our new lifestyle, complete with a big cheeseburger AND bojangles fried chicken. (For those of you who have had anything from bojangles, you probably understand the pain of dieting in the South)