With the renewed effort I've been making the last few days - my own version of bootcamp - I've dropped the re-regained pounds - again - and am at my lowest so far at 203. Went for a long row this morning. Such a great feeling to be out on the water all by myself in my boat. And I did pretty good, too. On the way out - about a mile and a half I think - I had to take a few rests. But on the way back I felt a surge of power and didn't need to stop. Very cool.
 I'd like to thank Jillian of Biggest Loser for some of my successes. I don't belong to her website nor have I purchased any of her books/tapes/pills/flushes/dvd's/etc but I do like listening to her both on her two shows and on her website. And sometimes when I'm exercising I imagine what she would say to me. Especially when I feel like stopping or even quitting. Can't you see her? Standing there with her hands on her very toned hips, her six pack just showing under her half shirt, yelling, "What? What did you say? You need to rest? Not on my watch. I've just begun to abuse you." Or something like that. But when I feel like stopping I do imagine her yelling at me and then I can ask myself, "Is that all I have or is there more?" And of course there is always more. I just have to dig a little bit harder for it. And I do. And I keep going. So, thanks Jillian! Four pounds to ONEderland. And then I'll imagine her congratulating me!