I went for my walk.

It was about a mile. I could've done more, but Chance was with me and he was getting tired. While I was walking I also remembered that I had a glass of milk and some cookies earlier, and some saltines with BBQ sauce. Ugh.

Anyway. I got to thinking; I've been getting up every day at about 7:30 (yeah, I don't know why, either). But it might be nice to just get up and walk every morning. At 8:00, for maybe a half hour or more (depending on if the dog is with me). I would love to make a goal to do that every day for a month, but seriously - I need to start out slow. I'll aim for a week. Tomorrow while I'm walking I can think about what I want to do about my eating. We'll see. If Boy can do it, I can do it.

I really do love him. :D