Over the weekend the first person besides myself and my wife noticed I'd lost some weight. It was my sister-in-law, and she sees us with probably just the right amount of frequency that she'd pick up on a little loss. Still, it felt good. I've also noticed my arms shaping up a little better. Once upon a time I had really nice looking, large, muscular arms. A long way to go, but heading in the right direction again.
I've struggled to find time to work out lately - it's really been 15 or 20 minutes max, for the past two weeks. Still, I'm squeezing in something, where before I wouldn't have. I've also been taking that opportunity to work on improving my speed, since normally I'd run the treadmill at the 10-minute mile pace. Today I did a mile in better than 8:30. I don't know that I could sustain that for much more than a mile, but it feels like a small accomplishment, given my usual plodding pace. Again, a long way to go, but heading in the right direction.