My Thighsssssss!

Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! Gather 'round and I'll tell you a tale of my failings and triumphs, my successes and gloriously wicked sugar binges!
Hello once again, my friends. This week has been one of small successes combined with a bit of backpedaling. The two challenges:

The Walking:
I am proud to say that I am the owner of two sore little legs who feel as though their thighs are being punished for the pleasant little 20 minute a day exercise I gave them. Every day of the week I wake up at 8 for class and wander on over to the gawky teenager of a university where I attend college classes. Due to the recent upsurge in enrollment at said college, there is nowhere to park, thus providing me with a lovely 20 minute trot to school required to meet this week's challenge.

The Recipes:
Now this one is the toughie. Having never been one to cook, I recently found myself in the difficult position of having a husband who thinks it would be nice if he ate once, even twice a day! Go figure. So I gave it a try. On Wednesday I made the full on, early morning, "here's your breakfast in bed, sweetie!" special for my husband. Between mouthfuls of pancake and orange juice he managed to exclaim that this is how mornings should begin. It hasn't happened since. . . Instead, I've decided to eat nothing but Marshmallow Maties (mostly minus the Maties.) with a little topping of icedcream for most of my meals this week. Heck, my mouth is full of a chocolate and caramel confection right now! Eugh. . . Perhaps tonight I'll make a little rice with a bit of olive oil, some teriyaki chicken and a salad. I'll tell you how it goes.