Progress Update: Okay, last week I was a total superwoman. I worked out everyday at the gym, lifted weights, did the stairmaster, ran for miles on the hamster wheel, until my knees finally reminded me that I’m no spring chicken. “Hey,” my knees protested, “Just who do you think you are? A spring chicken?” So, in the interests of keeping my knees happy, I’ve toned it back a little this week. That’s a good excuse, isn’t it? (What about eating handfuls of greasy potato chips? Is there an excuse for that, I wonder?)

If I go workout this morning (and yes I will work out this morning), that makes three times this week. Probably not good enough for scaling jagged mountains that soar into outer space, but at least I’ll have happy knees. Until next time . . .

(Originally posted late-March, 2009)