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Was supposed to weigh in this morning, but didn't see the point. Thighs are still rubbing together, and they -- not the scale -- are the barometer. I will not fit into my goal jeans if I can't pull them up past my knees.
Am feeling a bit low lately diet-wise. Did a 4 mile walk yesterday but returned with multiple red welts from invisible bugs enjoying their breakfast at my expense. I'm not pigging out or doing anything self-destructive, but I guess I was just hoping for more progress on the thigh front.
Scheduled my annual Flu Shot and Bivalent Omicron Booster for next week, and now that I'm over 50 I'm supposed to get the Shingles Shot, too. So many needles this year, it seems, between all the immunizations and lab tests.
Will put on some fun music at lunchtime for a half-hour of living room dancing to hopefully bust me out of my funk. 💃🏻🎵
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