Weight: 189.6 

I'm only down about 1/2 a pound this week, but damn it, there's an 8 instead of a 9 in that middle spot! 

My food wasn't the best this week. Acutally it wasn't the food so much as the Dew.  It is laced with crack, or meth, because I just can't quit it!  Hoping to ease up a bit this week, or at least stop at 8 oz instead of 20.  

Exercise was good, working out all five days, lots of Zumba, swimming and some time in the weight room. 
Have I mentioned lately how much I love Zumba?  Currently I am going to two instructors, getting to know their routines and picking up the new ones pretty easily.  My favorite instructor stopped me last night on my way out of class and said she enjoyed having me in the class and watching my get into it.  If that doesn't make you feel good, I don't know what could!  
Tomorrow I will rest as my body is screaming at me for a break, but Sun it's back to the grind to try out a new Zumba instructor at the OV club. 

Sunday is also the Urban Cow 1/2 marathon.  I thought I could just ignore it's evening happening by deleting it from all my calendars and such, but now, emails got me. 
I'm bummed.  Feeling like I quit, bummed my body isn't up to par for that.  I need to get another run scheduled before Thanksgiving so I know I can still do it.  I guess this also means I should lace up my shoes and get back out there...