week 7

ok, i have been negligent with my blog, but that is because jc has been working me out so hard that i have no brain left. i know i have touched on this subject before, but its true. for example, yesterday while i was attempting to train and really being just pretty pathetic , jc rather sweetly recognised how truely exaughsted i was, and we had a great conversation - all about training of course. i wanted to write about it, but i'm damned if i can remember anything we said. something to the effect of its alright because after all i am almost 50 and i just shouldn't expect as much from this tired body as, say, i would have at 35 or even 40. i have to stop, and listen, and respond because otherwise i will train myself into the ground and that won't do anybody any good. and, if i am too tired because i am not sleeping well, i won't loose any weight anyway. which, co-incidentally is just what happened. i didn't loose any body fat, or weight this 2 week period. excuse me, but that is really not fair. really? because i went away for 4 days and split a bottle of wine with my husband every night, i wipe away 2 weeks of hard work? not amusing, but very clear. no more wine for me for the rest of the 12 weeks. and lots and lots of lovely sleep!