Today was one of those mixed bag kind of days. I got some things done, let some things slide. You’ll have those.
I’ve noticed that my “rest days” tend to follow that pattern. I think the exercise endorphins fuel me on the more productive days. Maybe I’ll set aside that hour of rest days for something equally enjoyable that doesn’t involve sweating a lot. Or cupcakes.
Oh, and speaking of cupcakes, according to this article, cupcakes may be losing their cool factor. I’m hoping this is just another case of irresponsible journalism. (Assuming yahoo Shine can be considered journalism. They did make up for the ugly article, a little, with this article about wellness-promoting iphone apps.)
Anyway, back to rest days…when I was first starting this fitness quest and was exercising vigorously, I followed the must-exercise-every-single-day path that so many neophytes choose. I was afraid if I missed a day, I’d lose my momentum, plus I was convinced I was helping myself by burning extra calories. After about the fifth week of that, my body rebelled. I was sore, fatigued, and stalled in my weight loss. That’s when I listened to the folks who had been telling me I needed the rest day (sorry, trainers, you were right; I was wrong. But I already told you that.)
Today’s rest day replacement activity was time spent with my parents and grandmother. While enjoyable, to say the least, it didn’t fire me up the way exercise does. 
There was some excitement, when my grandmother (Memaw) showed off her first watermelon of the season:
Memaw’s First Watermelon, admired by Daisy Dog
This thing was so huge that Memaw had trouble lifting it (she’s 90, after all, and I think it was the girth as much as the weight), so she rolled it into her gardening wagon for transport. She’s so proud of it as she’s never had luck raising watermelons. I felt bad when she challenged me to “try to lift it” and I, of course, picked it right up. In retrospect, I think I should have pretended to struggle a little. It IS a heavy melon, but for someone 40 years younger, not too heavy to lift. Oh well, she still invited me to come down this weekend for the grand cutting. No matter how it tastes, it will be the best watermelon I ever had. 
And tomorrow it’s back to the gym. I’ve had two 1-hour gym workouts this week and two 1-hour walks. I usually like to vary the workout times, mixing shorter workouts and longer ones to keep my body wondering what’s next, but for some reason, this week has been all even-steven. Tomorrow I may try splitting the workout with a half-hour on the weights and a half-hour (or so) on the walking path. Sounds like a plan!
Oh, and exciting news for Memphis peeps: Have you heard about Yo-Lo?
It’s a frozen yogurt shop opening soon on Poplar at Erin (and one out in Collierville) and will feature locally-sourced yogurt and toppings. (They mentioned “local bakers” in a Flyer article. Be still my heart.) It’s all gluten-free and low- or no-fat and some of the flavors sound scrumptious. Oh, and it’s one of those serve yourself places, where you serve yourself and pay by the ounce. I love that, because if my decadent nature gets out of control, my wallet will reel me back in. Anyway, I can’t wait to try them out. (Note: No compensation received. Just spreading the joyous news. Logo used with permission.)
And that, my friends, is my scintillating commentary for the day. How was your day? Are you taking your rest days? Or are you taking too many rest days? I can nag for either. Enthusiastically even.
