I began my exercise program this morning...I got on the treadmill for 30 agonizing minutes and, though I hate to admit it, I had "extra" energy all day.
I don't want this getting out, because, frankly, there is very little that I dislike more then exercise for exercise sake. If Joe found out I actually thought there might be some benefit from even a small amount of exercise, he might want me to do more! And I don't want to get too carried away with this whole new healthy lifestyle thing, I have already re-joined Weight Watchers, essentially given up bread, chocolate, wine and pasta (O.K. I can have a little, but I want LOTS!) I have even been drinking (gasp!!) gallons of water and keeping a food diary.
Please, please isn't that enough? Don't make me admit to wanting to exercise too! It would ruin my whole anti-diet establishment image! I think I will have to take a wait and see attitude. This whole weight loss/more energy thing could be a fluke. I mean, when I can slide my butt into size 8 jeans and zip without laying on the bed...then I will say something nice about wanton exercise until then I'll just keep my opinion on this subject to myself!