On Friday, I took the boys to the gym and weight lifted while I waited for them to finish their swim classes (the old me would have read my nook or sat on the bleachers)
I drank a bottle of water after lifting (the old me would drink a diet soda or two)
I was waiting with my back turned and my son said, "Mom, your work is paying off. You look nice! I didn't recognize from the back" (in first grade, my 6 year old son said he was a little embarrassed that I was a fat mom-I live in a neighborhood filled with fit/beautiful/gorgeous women)
It's the little things that are bringing me better health...and the band was a wonderful catalyst.
I've been busy but it feels good to get back to the blogger world...I see a lot of fine accomplisments and progress and they are inspiring to me. Thanks for blogging and commenting.