Every single day.
Some form of aerobic exercise: walking, jogging, swimming.
30 minutes, really. Not a lot.
But every day?
Yes, if I want to eat actual food. Not junk food. Just food. That I cook.
I had no idea, really. Not until the light bulb popped up over my head when I weighed in this morning 3 lbs heavier than when I started Atkins last week.
Big time sad face. I hate my thyroid.
I'm going to have to learn to love exercise more than I love chillin'.
I can't wait until my lap-band fill on the 29th.
That is all.