Take me where I cannot stand

I ache in a few places I never knew I had, which is amusing. I can't make my mind up whether it is my hips or perhaps my obliques that are bothering my sides, right where my hands rest when I stand with hands on hips. I'm aware I have abs, and how much I use them without normally realising. My thighs gripe at me constantly whenever getting down or up or moving to and fro. And yet I can move, so I deem yesterday a success. I was thinking I would get on the elliptical on the days I'm not working my core, but the soreness of my thighs today told me that elliptical should be done on the same day I do the lunges, so that was out today. I'm not committing myself to anything specific tomorrow, I'll wait and see if I'm capable of doing a repeat of yesterday. I groan when I think of working my abs, but I'll have a night of sleep and tomorrow morning to recuperate, so who knows. If I'm still too achey then I will wait till the weekend and just start off two alternating days a week instead of three. I managed 10 girly pushups today and while that might not seem like a lot to most, I was still rather elated; I've never been able to manage more than a couple. I also did 10 triangle pushups which was just as exciting, on the heels of the other. I also tried out an idea I had to compensate for not having a weight bench, and was able to do free weights to work my pecs, which is awesome. Again I'm looking forward to tomorrow and the promise of more activity, in whatever form. I climbed on the scale this morning and it is showing me down, and that made me happy at first, then I wondered if that was a bad thing...does that mean I am getting caught up in the number? But then I realised that it doesn't matter if I get happy to see the scale down, what matters is how I handle the STSs and the gains. I gave myself permission to be happy to be down, because I do not let it affect me when it is doing something else. I also gave myself permission to be happy because I did not have to fool myself to see that number; I saw it without shifting meal times and trying to bring it about. It was simply there. And if it hadn't been, I would have went about my day in the exact same way. I can't pretend I am not trying to lose weight, and I can't pretend not to care about the number on the scale and want it to go down, but being happy about a number and letting myself become obsessed with it are two different things, and I am winning that battle.

Earned 6 APs today: 20 min brisk walking, 30 min walk aerobics (2-mile), 40 min upper body