Tomorrow...

I'm really trying hard not to think about tomorrow. Can you tell? It's Tuesday. The weigh in day. I'm just really curious about what is going to happen. What do I expect? Again I am hoping for a loss of 4.5 pounds. I want to get out of the 170's so very badly. But I will be happy with any loss. Even .5 pounds. So whatever it is, it is a loss. And I know that this is a long on going progress. And I am in this for the long run, so what does it really matter? Who am I kidding...it does matter to me. Cross your fingers for hoping.

It was such a beautiful day that I decided to try golf. For the first time ever. My husband is a HUGE golf fan and I love the sport myself. I've watched him play to many times to count and I've been to a few professional tours. Anyways I never tried. I walked 9 holes and carried my bag. W/W had it as an exercise option and so I thought what the heck. Well I am sore as heck, I'm scared what I will feel like tomorrow. But I got a par on one hole. My first game and I got a par. I'm hooked, it's all it took was one good hole. :) Watch out Anna, here I come!