Keeping on

I've now lost count of how many weeks it's been that I've been exercising 5 days per. It's probably week 5 or 6. Despite my earlier prounouncement that I'd lost a pound, the scale popped back up again and since has been showing the same range of numbers it's been showing for months. And while I know I must be building muscle, it is still a tad discouraging.

However, it is very cool to feel my stamina building up. I could hardly jog at all when I started to add jogging, now - well, it's still not much before my heart rate zooms up past the point of advisability, but it's more than before.

I feel stronger, too. Yesterday I was on the floor and hoisted myself into a standing position and immediately thought, "Wow! That was not difficult at all!"

The biggest change: I think I like exercise. I never, ever thought I could say that. But there's a real desire to get out there each morning and I miss it if I can't (although I have almost always made up for it later).