Track my food. I passed with flying colors this week. I had plenty of time to do this since I spent most of the week laying around sucking on inhalers, taking antibiotics and trying to breathe.
Lose 8 pounds. I am chugging along on this goal. It's funny but it's entirely possible that I won't even make this goal - which is why I chose such a low goal in the first place. I know my body and what it has been doing to me to over the past months. I'm not giving up though and miracles do happen!
Run a minimum of 20 miles per week. Um, no. Pneumonia kind of sidelines running so I don't really consider this a fail, just a "pause."
Water: 64 oz. a day. Believe it or not I FINALLY made this goal this week - yippee! I don't know if it was all the meds or what but for a change, all I wanted to drink was water!
I'm really happy with this week and feel that had I not been paused by the pneumonia I would have had a perfect week.
This week's little known fact is brought to you by a straight A student. That would be me. In fact, I was such a good student, I tutored several athletic types so they could keep playing their sport. I was such a good student that I skipped a year of school - not in elementary but in High School. I started my first two years of high school in Massachusetts. Then my father changed jobs and moved us to Ohio. I was 16 and in my junior year of high school when my parents announced that they were divorcing - then my mother announced that she was NOT staying in Ohio (we all hated it there) but moving to Connecticut to live near her best friend. This would have meant a third high school for me in 4 years. I went to my guidance counselor in a meltdown and when she looked at my records she told me I already had enough credits to graduate that I only needed to double up on my English and History so I'd have the prerequisites to get into college. Because I was underage, I also had to get one of my parents to sign allowing me to graduate early. Because of all the turmoil in the house, it was easy enough to "guilt" my mother into signing. So, that was that. I graduated a year early from high school and went off to college at the tender age of 17.