Consider my butt kicked. Today I decided to walk the stairs, not in the office, but to my apartment. On the 12th floor. It was not as bad as I expected, but it was a good workout. I'm hoping to do it without stopping for my breath at all. There are two goals with climbing the stairs, one is to increase my fitness. The second is to work on my fear of heights/falling. It does not help that you can see between the stairs and every single stair (except for the very last one) has one or more cracks in it. Yikes! Talk about taking on my fear head on!
I'm not sure if it was the stairs, the fear or the heat from the walk home, but I got home and was not hungry at all. In fact the smell of food turned me off. This happens sometimes so I'm just chugging water and waiting until hunger comes. In the meantime, I'm catching up on the Real Housewives of Atlanta...
I started with the Mix 1 and felt good for the first few hours.
I think the coffee didn't sit well, so when my coworkers went to Panera I went along and picked up a Whole Wheat bagel. To stop myself from eating the whole thing I immediately gave half to my friend.
