This update is for the week of March 2nd to March 6th.

Weekend Update: I did okay over the weekend, I guess. Better than the previous weekend, though I filled up on leftover lasagna on Saturday and biscuits and gravy on Sunday. I’m really getting tired of the cold weather… you just can’t DO anything outside.

Week In: 224.1 (I forgot to weigh Monday, so measured on Tuesday)

Monday: I was pressed for time, so I barely got my weights in. It’s been a few days since I last did any cardio, so that’s not good. I wasn’t doing bad until dinner. LOL! I had suggested having a “nacho bar” for dinner, and Emily took it from there. Suffice to say, had I eaten any more I’d probably be writing in Spanish right now. =P

Tuesday: Oatmeal/breakfast. Got some cardio in today, finally! Had a very lite lunch, but was still full from the nachos. lol! Emily is making BLT’s as I write, so I’ll try to behave myself. Weighed in… wasn’t as bad as I feared it would be, but will have to work hard to sustain the 2lbs I was down on Friday.

Wednesday: Oatmeal/breakfast. Didn’t get to work out today, but took my son to McDonald’s for lunch while Emily was at an appointment. I actually did well… had a southern-style chicken sandwich and side salad (okay, and just a few of his fries). For dinner I had a piece of leftover lasagna and salad. Later had some corn chips and salsa as a “snack”.

Thursday: Got in some cardio on the bike. Usual breakfast and lunch. The thermometer said 67°, so I went to Troy’s to ride. It felt like 45° to me! But I got in a good ride, so that was some cardio. Had a small fried rice and eggroll for dinner. But hey, I usually eat a large, so that’s progress, right? … right?

Friday: Had a ‘naner for breakfast, usual dealio for lunch (yogurt/fruit/crackers). Worked out on weights and then got in around 20 minutes of cardio. Feeling a bit stiff from riding yesterday, but will try to get out there again tomorrow. if the weather co-operates. It’s Friday, and Friday means pizza… so I probably ended the day in a wash.

Week Out: 223.2 … just a nudge on the dial, but I’ll accept nudges.

Paul Aurandt was born in 1918 in Tulsa, Oklahoma. His father, a police officer, was killed when he was a toddler. As a boy, he made radio receivers. A high school teacher took note of his distinctive voice and encouraged him to consider a broadcasting career. He started working at KVOO in Tulsa, where he helped clean up and eventually was allowed to fill in on the air, reading commercials and news.

Over the years — 57, to be exact — his distinctive voice, calm demeanor, and keen insight entertained millions and quite likely sold as many Bose Wave Radios. Even as a young boy, one of my distinct memories was climbing in my grandpa’s old blue truck and tuning in his show on the crackling AM radio. I would sit and listen with patience and growing anticipation for the end of his story… for that “wow!” moment that he so cleverly devised. And I would listen as he pitched various products, knowing now they were paid advertisers but thinking then that they must be the best thing ever if he thought they were worthy of mentioning. He was a man of faith, and greeted us daily with a bold “Hello, Americans!”

So it’s with some sadness that we let Paul Harvey go… but with a smile as well. For now HE knows the rest of The Story.

Rest in peace, Paul.