An entire summer of stress and inactivity have slapped 10 pounds BACK on my body. I actually had to, in good conscience, move my ticker up-- I might be able to overlook one tiny little pound, but TEN? I need to get up and MOVE! I'm scared of the gym in my new apt. complex, though! BIG glass windows. Right next to the main office. Probably put there to shame people into working out harder, thereby not embarrassing the complex with anything less than svelte residents. It's obviously something insidious like that.

So. I guess I'm back at the beginning again! I have to remember what I did the first time and be consistent-- if I gain 10 pounds every time life as I know it goes nuts, I'll have a problem!!