Well, that’s me nicely surprised. I thought yesterday’s low weight would be one of those temporary fluctuation thingies, but as you can see, I was wrong. Down another pound today, which reminds me of what I forgot to mention yesterday – I am currently below the dreaded 16 stone mark, and indeed a whole stone lighter than I was at my worst weight of the year at the start of July. This is good steady progress, and I’m quite happy with it. So long as I can keep it up…
When I got up this morning, it was, would you believe it, raining again. I muttered a bit about this, as I’m not quite masochistic enough to walk to work in the rain, and I really wasn’t looking forward to getting the bus instead. But when I opened my door, the rain had stopped, which was all I needed to persuade me to walk to work. I didn’t have the heart rate thingy on, as I hadn’t been expecting to walk, but Runkeeper recorded the evidence.
It rained on me at lunchtime, but by home time it was much brighter and clearer, so I decided another walk was in order – I actually turned down the offer of a lift home, so I must be getting keen on this exercise business. Once again, Runkeeper will tell you all about it, and this time I remembered what I should have in the morning – I started the watch thingy, so it could record my time and speed. And that’s been automagically uploaded to the Garmin Connect site.
Tigger is reminding me that I need to get out with the camera more:
 Note to furriners who only use pounds, and more up to date people who use kilogrammes: a “stone” is fourteen pounds, and is one of those odd British units that people of my age and younger grew up with.