Well gee, Barb, when it's at its lowest, record it! lol
I forgot to weigh this morning, and then we went out to breakfast. Going out means a big breakfast. We had a bunch of different salads for dinner last night from the place that sells Coastal Kale salad (it was one of them), so probably the breakfast didn't do me a lot of harm, but I prefer to weigh before eating anything. Will weigh tomorrow morning. :-)
In Pilates, one of the instructors said that she could tell by watching me that one side was compensating for the other (presumably my right side compensates for my left), so along with the "flow" class two times a week, I've added a "balance" class two times a week. The balance-oriented class has the reputation of being people's favorite. I don't love exercise classes, but it's more motivating to go to one than to try to exercise alone, and of course any class will be good for me. I don't want to wind up a weak old lady with a bad heart, so I go.
We had a mini-crisis from the 2nd to the morning of the 5th, with one of our cats being gone. There are coyotes around, and we feared the worst. I posted on NextDoor and talked to the neighbors and walked the neighborhood calling for him about 100 times. Then a neighbor dropped me a note and said she had seen him on her Ring doorbell video from the prior night at 3:30 am. That was great, since it meant he was still alive. It also meant he was sheltering in place (he had gotten lost because the neighbor's husband had driven up their long, long driveway with our cat walking in front of him, trapped into staying on the driveway by thick brush on either side. Where he had last been seen was in their front yard.) Anyway, because he was seen at 3:30 am, and I've noticed that cats are pretty habitual about what they do at certain times of day, my son and I walked up at 3 am and sat in the neighbor's driveway, talked quietly and called to him and shook the kibbles bowl, and at about 3:45, darned if he didn't walk up the driveway to us, meowing, dusty, covered with burrs, with concave sides. We could hardly believe going there at that time of night had actually worked. The people on NextDoor and especially our neighbors were all so happy that it almost seemed like it was their cat that was found. Too many stories like this don't end well. It helps people's hearts when there's a happy ending.
Have a great week!