Just before my morning stretches I noticed something…I sat in a chair and crossed my legs. That’s it. I crossed my legs. I don’t mean crossing one leg over the shin or ankle of the other leg. Nope. I’m talking about an above-the-fricking-knee leg crossing!

And I did it without using my arms to pull the leg doing the crossing.

I haven’t crossed my legs like that since…well crap, I can’t remember.

I’m sure there are things I couldn’t do before that I can now. And that will continue as I get thinner and my body stronger. I just don’t know if I should be happy that I noticed my legs today or sad that I’m missing those little firsts.

It’s the little things that keep you going when the tape measure is unbending or the scale is just outright rude.

I know you’re not supposed to sweat the small stuff, but I think it’s time I start enjoying it.