Super Bowl fallout ... had a feast last night and ate a ton!  But got right back up this morning and on that bike.  I don't want to weigh today.  So, I don't think I will.  And I'm not going to fee guilty about the food I ate last night.  I enjoyed time with my family and football and really felt happy.  I deserve happy times.  And I ate a lot of protein, which I think I've been lacking lately, especially with my weight lifting program.  So.  Enough said about the feast.

I found a picture that I just LOVE!

I was just thinking this morning how gross I felt all sweaty after riding the bike.  But if I think of it as my fat crying as I work it off, it's not so bad!

I also had a thought.  You can't get it by wishing.  You can't get it by hoping.  You can't get it by worrying about it.  You get it by DOING it. 

I have to keep on doing it. 

Here is another one:

It's a true statement. 

I think I need to add another level to this.  The exercise is good.  It's working to make me my healthier self, which is really the goal.  Weight loss is not the goal in and of itself.  I want to be healthy so that I will live long enough to see my grandchildren, enjoy my retirement (assuming I ever get to retire ... but that's another story altogether) and live life pain free.  The weight loss, however, I expected to come with the exercise.  And it's not.  So I need to figure out the next level.