Tbh Our youngest left for college in August, and I figured I'd just rattle around this quiet house feeling sorry for myself. Instead I started walking — 15 minutes after dinner at first, because that's all my knees would agree to. Thirteen weeks later it's 45 minutes, and I've added a Sunday cook-ahead session: sheet pan veggies, a pot of beans, something I can actually reheat on the nights I used to order out.
The scale is down 21 pounds, which I do notice. What I didn't expect is being down two jeans sizes and having my wedding ring spin around my finger. My husband says I hum while I chop onions now.
Nothing dramatic here. Just the walk, the cooking, and letting the medication quiet enough of the noise that I can hear what my body's actually asking for. Curious whether anyone else found the habits stuck before the numbers did?