I weighed myself last night and the scale showed +1 lb. I measured myself this morning and no discernable change. I usually weigh in the mornings, so perhaps there is still hope. I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little discouraged, but logic is over-running the emotion (as usual) and I am still going to stick to my 1700 calorie net until Saturday weigh in.

Running at 4.2 MPH last night was fine. I was bloated and gassy and it was uncomfortable to run so I stopped at 30 minutes. Oh well. I have absolutely no muscle or joint pain/swelling/discomfort this morning, so that is a good sign. I need to start running on the road some to acclimate myself as I have only run on the treadmill since 10 years ago. The morning is the only sane time to do this so I am going to shoot for Friday morning.

I want to stick my ear buds in my ears, crank up the iPod and pretend I am alone in the office today. I only have one client to call today and I will be working on a report for them the whole day. I wonder if anyone will miss me if I just crank up the tunes and ignore every other warm body within a 10 mile radius???

Update: I just uploaded a more accurate "before" picture of myself. OMG.

Lunch sucked today.

More: My manager just sent an e-mail to the office informing all of us that his 9 mo. old daughter has been diagnosed with severe MPS I (Hurler's Syndrome) with a link to the MPS Society so that we can all understand. How devastating! I can't even begin to imagine what sorts of emotions they are all having right now.