The kids and I boarded Amtrak today to go to Hanford, see Dad, and eat ice cream. We had a good day.
Before we left, I got on the treadmill. It felt good. I worked out for a total of 44 minutes, 15 of those jogging at a 4.0 pace. Super slow, but it doesn't matter. I'm moving my butt.
I gotta admit, though, eating that ice cream has left me wanting to snack all afternoon. As we speak, I am trying to resist the Cadbury eggs sitting on my counter. It's not a problem for me to have them, but I already had ice cream. If I do have them, I'm going to count them.
Good things: tracked all my food, drank water, exercised. Good habits. Feeling good.