Maybe it's 09/11. Maybe it's hormonal. Maybe it's the stress of potential negative news from the doctor. I've got the blahs.
I'm avoiding most of 09/11 coverage. I worked in Boston, where the planes took off, in 2001. We had a client in the towers that perished. The planes flew so low in Boston for the next few weeks, I felt at any minute a Boston building would be hit. I remember it very well. It was also the day I said screw it to weight loss and then gained and gained and gained. I couldn't ever forget it.
My eating today though is fine. I'm not about to say screw it to the last 6 months of working out. I'm in it for the long haul.
We had a dance party at the fitness center on Friday. 1 hour and 20 minutes of Shbam, BodyJam and Zumba. Here's a photo of me with 4 instructors who really motivate and inspire me. This is an AWESOME picture of me. I think I look much thinner here than I actually am!