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Ugh--I guess I really am officially up two pounds what a drag. Maybe I needed this though just to prove to myself that exercise is worthwhile. I mean, my head knows it's worthwhile, but overall it doesn't seem to make the slightest difference. I guess it DOES make a difference. I've been non-exercising for almost THREE weeks--this is horrible right before a half marathon. And I'm thinking too of the thousands of calories I would have burned, and the muscle mass I'm losing. Boy, what about people who are down and out for months at a time? It's a testiment to the body's resilience and willingness to bounce back.  I plan to bounce--though gently---the knee is better today, but I'm not going to do more than walk around the duck pond at MOST. 

I'm wondering too if my body is working with me a little bit. I've been regretting that my appetite hasn't decreased along with the exercise. But maybe it HAS! Generally I find it plenty difficult to survive on ww 36 points (that's using all my weekly allowance divided up).  I figured this week, I'd better cut back to the bare bones 29, especially since I have an off-track high weekend coming up. And you know what? It hasn't been any more awful at 29 (ok, it's usually 31) than it was on 36. Maybe my appetite really has reduced at least a little. Whatever the reason, I am grateful.

I shouldn't be so surprised everytime my body works for me and with me. After all, I've abused it badly for over 40 years--the fact that it works at all is a wonder. I still can't figure out why I don't weigh 400 pounds--my heart goes out to the people who do, because I read of their habits and they're not all that much different from my own! (Gives me hope in the other direction--maybe life at 155 won't be all that much different--people at that weight eat pizza too!)