Hey, have I told you all about my new daily routine?

Maybe I should start with the big news… guess how much weight I’ve lost? 61? 63? 103? 38? Nope… 70 pounds!! Well that’s according to my scale at home.

I’ve really cranked this thing into overdrive. It all started when I realized my tendonitis doesn’t hurt anymore, even when I use the tradmill. So first I thought on weekends I’d do some running at home. Then I figured on days when I take a fitness class at work, I’ll do my cardio at home. Well hell, I’m just going to do double workouts every day. I’ve got class on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday. On Thursday and Friday I’ll use the universal weights or elliptical, depending on my mood.

But every day is going to start with 5K! Lori was thrilled when I told her I’d been running three mornings in a row. “Keep it up,” is the only motivation I need to stick with it, too!

The other news is the Wifey and I have joined this raquet club, because I want to play tennis and raquetball. They also have classes and she took spinning today and we’re going to take it together this Thursday night.

So here’s what she said shortly after we signed up. “Now that you won’t be working out at work…”

HUH?

“Now that you won’t be working out at work…”

I wish I had a clue, an inkling, a shred of an idea why she’d say something like that. Oh sure, *I* know why she’d want to say something like that, but she doesn’t. All kidding aside, though, she really has nothing to worry about.

When I told Lori about the club, and about what Wifey said, she said she’d hate to lose me from class. “Oh no,” I told her, I’m staying. It’s going to be double- and even triple-workouts for me from now on, I might have even told her.

So yeah, 70 pounds or thereabouts. And another four pounds — I told you there was another milestone coming up. In about four more pounds, I’ll be overweight. That’s right, I’ll take that obese label and throw it away. I’d have to lose another 37 pounds beyond that to get to normal and that’s just not going to happen. I don’t think I even want that.

I think 30-35 pounds from where I am, that’s about where I want to be. First of all, I love the idea of the 100 pounds. Just the nice roundness of the number. And I think that is a plenty healthy weight for me. At times it has seemed like such an impossible goal, but now it’s SO within my reach. And I think the more I run, the faster I’ll get there!