We had two more snow days. Jeepers. Yesterday, I walked for an hour and a half in the non-snow (nothing stuck at all in Philadelphia), and today (in a much denser but quickly melted snow) I walked to the health club. I put five pounds more on every machine that I had been doing a full set with, and in most cases still managed a full set. Seems to me this slow-and-steady approach works just as well as going to failure for me. I'd rather do it completely correctly, with a full range of motion, and without hurting.

I have been very cautious with the shoulder press, chest press, and lateral raise, because my right shoulder is moderately wonky, but I seem to be okay with the increased weight on that too. A couple of weeks ago, I added a rotator cuff exercise with minimal weight, and raised that today because it hasn't hurt. Really, with the shoulder exercises, I'm doing physical therapy rather than strength training.

I walked about an hour today, too. I walk all over, even in the winter, and it serves the purpose of giving me some solitary time, and also provides exercise. I'm not really doing aerobic work when I walk, even though I'm keeping a fairly brisk pace, but based on my performance when I'm fencing, it seems to do the trick.

When I walk a long distance the way I did yesterday, I feel fine, but when I wake up in the morning my knees sometimes ache.

Last week I was stressed out and ate immoderately a couple of days, but this week I've been more attentive, and I even made it through Thursday spaghetti without stuffing myself too much. The answer seems to be to allow myself two servings, but small servings; I'm going to have two servings of spaghetti no matter what.