Sometimes a peice of pizza is just a peice of pizza!

So last night my neighbor talked me into going for a walk with her at the butt crack of dawn. I got up at 5:45 and rolled out of bed put on my clothes and slumped outside. It had just rained so it smelled like cedar and fresh air and it was really invigorating. Initially my neighbor wanted to go walking with "the group" but apparently they walked too fast for her and asked me, Miss 100lbs over weight to join her and I agreed. OH MY GOSH! Suuuuure she walked slow. I've even been working out the last month or so and I had a hard time keeping up with her. She wanted to go again tomorrow but I told her I had to work on the garden, which is true but I need at least a day to recover. I'm seriously thinking about putting a suite in my hall closet and anytime I go walking with a skinny person they have to wear it.

OH! and then half way through she turned to me and was surprised to see me hot and sweating like a rotisserie chicken rotating in the window of a deli.. it was bad. By the time I got home I had blisters on my feet. Thats what I get for wearing my cute socks with the texture on the inside.

Anyway, by lunch today I was starving there was pizza at my friends house. There was only one peice left and I sat there trying to analyze why I wanted pizza so bad and just decided that sometimes its ok it eat pizza and that over analyzing things can be just as harmful as not paying attention to what you are eating. I enjoyed ONE pizza. I have to admit that I did dip it in ranch... ok, fine I just about bathed one bite of pizza in a cup of ranch to get the taste but that was all I would allow myself to have. I'm pretty proud of myself, I mean usually I would eat anywhere from two to four pizza all dipped in ranch.

I'm not exactly sure how that is going to fit in with the band or if I would PB it. It's so hard to prepare for what the band will do to change your life since it's different for everyone but you can't blame me for trying hard to be prepared. :rolleyes2: