Hi Cannon and Skinny.
I am just using a mini-trampoline.
I bought it so that I would have a way to replace walking on the days when I don't make it out during the daylight. However as it's much kinder to my joints than ordinary ground I actually jog rather than walk. I do vary the speed, doing sprint patches at times, or getting my knees up - sometimes squats.
Also as I want to put more effort into my arms as well, I hold weights for most of the time. I move my arms just as for a run mostly but also do some deliberate exercises - bicep curls, triceps extensions, jabs, punches etc. I try to make these quite controlled despite the jogging.
I also got off the trampoline 2-3 times to do some half pushups and things.
Breakfast 8:30 1 slice wholemeal toast with minimal margarine and marmalade. Boiled egg.1 C coffee with 40 ml Hilo. 2 weetbix, 1/3 C diced peaches, C low fat soy milk.
Lunch: 1:30 2 wholemeal Salada crackers. ~100 gm low fat cottage cheese, tomato.
Snack: 3:30 12 almonds, skim milk cappuccino.
Dinner: 7:00 Thai green chicken curry (~180 gm lean chicken thighs, zucchini, bamboo shoots, green curry paste, fish sauce, coconut milk. Sauce drained. )3/4 C boiled basmati rice.
Exercise: 2:30 700 steps up the DNA tower. Cut short when my daughter's friend trod on a bee. The tower was busy today, probably because ANZAC Day attracts people to the park. It's harder to walk up the steps if anyone is in the way though. I find after half way my legs start to hurt (anaerobic ?) then if I have to stop or slow down at all I get the can't-do-it-at-all-any-more feeling (not true- just feels like that

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5:40 2.5 miles local walk. (Cut short when I found a push bike in the wrong place!)
Cappuccino
I have managed to make myself generally disinterested in chocolate, despite this having been my number one food temptation and failing for pretty much my whole life. When I see it I let my eyes slide off it, and at the least chance I repeat that it is disgusting and imagine the disgust I felt when I last ate it, and think that it's something to make me sick and breathless and guilt ridden. The emergency no-deprivation, Easter egg I bought myself is still in the fridge, unhankered after. One day several weeks ago, I was at a small shopping centre and my daughter gasped and pointed behind me in excitement. I turned and saw that a confectionary store had its entrance full of a chocolate and Easter egg display - my instant feeling was of distaste.
What a con job I have done on myself! It's not working 100% though. At the amusement park we went to on Sunday I had a take away cappuccino. I have always had it in mind that if I am out that is an allowable treat and an acceptable way to participate when other people are buying food. I finished the coffee then suddenly noticed I was licking the lid - thoroughly cleaning every little bit of sugary chocolate off!!

I didn't stop after I noticed what I was doing either!!

So I would say the physical love of chocolate is certainly still there! I am tricking one part of my body but my taste buds are NOT convinced.
Today the bee sting led to our step climbing activities being converted to a coffee shop visit in the Subiaco cappuccino strip. The whole street was pretty much full of great smells and the shop was full of fancy cakes and chocolates and the smell of bread and toast. It did get to me a bit - but fortunately I felt hungry after the stair climb and had a biggish serve of almonds which I had enjoyed, before I got to the shop. It was still a bit interesting though. I did consider if this was a time when it was ok to go off plan. I didn't think so because it would have been so impulsive. My habit now is not to do that - a helpful habit. I doubt if it would make much difference to my weight loss next Saturday, to pop in an out of the plan like that, but I do think it would mess with my mind and my ability to just keep eating well without much stress.
Anyway, I got my "skinny" cappuccino and sipped it a little, leaving most of my chocolate intact. It was unevenly sprinkled, making something of a line across the middle of the cup. Then my son rang me and as the shop was noisy, I walked outside to take the call. By the time I returned most of the chocolate was gone. Strange I thought. I would have it expected it to take more time than that to fall through the foam... which is somewhat dented through the middle... I spy the felicigirl!

What an evil child I have spawned!! A chocolate foam thief!!

Well I actually thought it was kind of funny! It's something I never would have made a fuss about - but this time I was conscious that I didn't even care - and that once I would have.
That has to be because of two reasons I reckon. One is that the "I hate chocolate con" is still working fairly well, despite the fact that I would have just laughed at anyone who had told me a year ago that it was possible to do this to myself. The other is that I don't feel deprived. I don't have the sense that I am entitled to much more than I am currently getting from my life and should be entitled to something more than I have - eg at least getting all the foam on my coffee to myself!
I wonder how I will cope when things are more difficult and I am feeling stressed. I hope I would think that after all I have done to lose weight and to make myself feel happier and more capable of being active, I can maintain an attitude that eating food which might harm me and make me miserable would be a way of punishing myself, rather than a way of rewarding myself. Hopefully publishing this now will help make that happen.