Thursday, October 29, 2009
I beat the rain today. I got up, got in 3.25 miles walking in 38 minutes, and did my stretches. I even threw in a couple other exercises just to make sure I am keeping on the right track.
When I first accepted the challenge of walking one mile in September, I didn't think I could do it. At the beginning, it took me 38 minutes to go one mile. That was pretty darn good for me! I not only did it, I began to love it.
So did Winsten. He expects us to walk every day now, and is one grumpy Golden if we don't walk.
Now, Winsten really hates the rain. He doesn't think walking and trotting around in the rain is a good thing, and it is really funny watching him try to choose between walking with me or staying home, high and dry. The walking always wins out, and after a short while, he is a somewhat happy doggie.
Today we beat the rain. That puts a smile on my face, and Winsten is grinning while he looks outside, watching the rain come down. I know he is thinking "HA! You are too late to get ME!".
Right before I joined SP, I was in Wal-Mart. I saw they had a sale on sweatpants for $6. I bought a gray pair. I got them in a size Medium. (who did I think I was kidding!) Got them home, and tried them on.
Boy! do these things run SMALL!!! I tug them up over my knees, fight them over the thighs, and push and pull them over my bulging belly and butt.
Sure enough. They are Haines. That must be it. Haines must make small sizes. I was once a size Medium.........I can still remember when.........and these should fit just fine.
As I walk, they begin to slide down under my belly. The crotch is being pulled down to my knees. I keep hanking them up and cussing out Haines. these are DEFINETLY not Mediums!!!
I wear them a few more times, then think of giving them away to charity. After all, they are HAINES! Instead, during one of my cleaning crazes, I stuff them in the bottom drawer, to give away at a later date. I forgot all about them.
Then today, I opened that drawer. There they were. Nasty little buggers! Oh, well, might as well try them on, then put them in the charity box.
They slip right on! all the way to my waist! No pulling, tugging and stuffing! Surely, it must be that they stretched!
Yesterday at Quilt Club I got many comments on how good I am looking with all the weight I lost! Hmmmmmmm........maybe I haven't looked at myself for a while again?
Back to the sweatpants. I wear them on my walk, and not one time did they slide down anywhere! The legs do not pull the crotch down, and the pants are not too small for my thighs.
As a matter of fact, they fit really good...........not too lose, and not too tight. Could it be??
Could it be??? Could it be that perhaps.....just perhaps......I really HAVE lost that weight and those inches from doing those walks and other exercises?? Could watching my face stuffing be having a positive effect of my body??
Can this be TRUE????
I have been having a lot of FUN with SP, and have become a real Sparkie. I actually look forward to the exercising, especially the walking, and even spent days drying my fruit so I have healthy trail snacks.
I no longer schmooze Costco for the food they are tempting us with. Yesterday I was in Costco and learned that our local one is going to eliminate the Bora Bora bars. So I bought three boxes.
What happened with me?? I used to buy the chocolate macadamia clusters..........yesterday I walked right past them and had no temptation whatsoever. They looked like globs of fat to me! I bought some Progresso 100 calorie per serving chicken soup. I bought some small carrots.
I did NOT buy the little mini fruit pies, nor did I buy the cheesecake!
I DID buy a pumpkin pie and some whipping cream. Last night I had one small slice of pie, didn't eat the crust, and had one tablespoon of whipping cream. The whipping cream actually wasn't all that tasty!
What the hell is going on here??!!
Ah, now I get it. It must be the Haines!
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Last week we picked apples and pears from the trees. Actually, we SHOOK apples and pears from the trees, since the abnormally high winds were doing a job on them anyway.
We have lots and lots and lots of apples and pears. What do do with all of them?!
I got out the dehydrator and dried them for snacks to take when we go hiking. I made cinnamon ones, plain ones and even some dipped in brown sugar. We had a bunch of grapes, too, so I dehydrated a lot of them. Wow! They are really GOOD!!
I had plans on drying a lot more of them, but Life got in the way.
I have been dealing with some rather nasty medical stuff, and it seems like these past two weeks have been taken up between fruit and medical appointments. Plus, I had a two day painting class I taught on Friday and Saturday.
I had mamaged to take a quilt class last week, and was eager to put together the quilt from that. So I was grabbing every spare moment I could find to work on that, too.
Then the phone rang,
"Hello, Is this the person called "Krackers"? Yes, this is Krackers.
"Well, I am calling you from Ohio, and my sister in New York said for me to contact you. You made a quilt for her daughter who has cancer, and I was wondering if you still make them?"
Yes, of course I still make them.
"My son is 8 years old, and he has cancer in his leg. He is not doing well at all, and my sister said the quilts you make cheer the kids up a lot, and give them inspiration to continue to fight. Would you consider making a quilt for Sam?"
Of course, I will make Sam a quilt!
"Well, with the medical bills and all, we don't have much money to spare, but I will pay you on installments for the quilt if that is ok?"
My Dear, there is never a charge for these quilts. God and I love your child, and all the other children who are battling this horrible disease. He provides me with what I need to make the quilts.
"Oh really??!! You would actually make a quilt for Sam? He has never had anything like that, and I know it would mean so much to all of us! He really gets cold from all the chemo."
I will make Sam a quilt that will warm him right up. I need your mailing address, please.
" We had to make the decision to have Sam's leg amputated on October 30, and that is the worst decision we as parents ever had to make. Sam agrees that it is the best way to fight the cancer in that leg. So your love and kindness will mean so much to him! Our family will pray for you, Krackers. You are an Angel sent from God!"
Forget the apples, grapes and pears. Forget the quilt from the class. Go to the Quilt Room!
I pull out fabric that I think Sam might like, and begin to design his quilt. I get the design down, and begin cutting the fabric, praying all the time that God will allow me to make the very best quilt Sam will ever see, and that it will just be stuffed with love, prayers and healing.
The phone rings.
"Hello, is this the lady who makes quilts for kids with cancer?"
Yes, I am Krackers, and I do make quilts for kids with cancer. Who are you calling for?
"I am calling for Nicholas, in Texas. Nick has ALL Leukemia, is 16 and has relapsed. He is very ill, and he has lost his spirit to fight it off. A nurse told me about your quilts, and she kept your phone number. Is it ok that I am calling you?"
Yes, of course it is okay! Tell me more about Nick.
I learn that Nick was the soccer champion of the school, and he has had people from professional teams come to meet with him and his parents about him playing soccer for them when he finishes high school.
No committments were made by Nick or his parents, as they knew his battle may not have been over.
The truth was told to them last week.
Nick is in hospital again, very ill. He is despondent, and cannot play soccer or any other sports. Nick can't go outside to watch the games, and this depresses him more. Nick has never received a quilt, and he sure is in need of one!
Suddenly, God pokes me. He does that now and then. He pokes me to see if I am still listening and alert. This time the poke means "Talk to Nick!".
I ask the caller to give me Nick's telephone number, and then we hang up after exchanging information about the quilt and where to send it.
"Hello", says a weak, sad voice.
Hi Nick. My name is Krackers, and I am going to make you a quilt.
Because God told me to.
"God TOLD you to make me a quilt? Are you playing a joke or something?"
Nope, no joke. Are you feeling strong enough to talk for a while?
After 40 minutes, my friend Nick and I end our conversation. We have laughed, cried, and told each other a lot about ourselves. Nick says he really needed to talk to someone, and he is now sure that God sent me to him so we could talk and become friends.
Back to the quilt room, design another quilt. This one will have to have dogs and sports stuff on it. I have just the right anti-pill fleece for it...........blue with soccer balls! Nick's dog is a pug, but he has assured me that any dogs are wonderful.
Today I sew on Sam's quilt. As soon as I finish that one, I will begin Nick's.
God poked me. Now I have to get busy!
I hope God will poke you some day. It sure re-arranges your life when He does it! While you are waiting to be poked, how about stopping your day long enough to say a small prayer for Sam and Nick?
I think you will feel like you were poked!
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Today is weigh in and measurement day. This day is usually met with gloomy thoughts and a bad attitude. Today was different.
I could feel that my clothes were fitting a bit looser this past week, and rightly so!
I tossed out 2 3/4 pounds and 6 inches.
It must be the walking, eating correctly, watching portions, drinking water and remaining concious of my goals. Ya Think??!!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
A potential scam ...
we should all be aware.
I just had a call from a Charity asking me to
donate some of my clothes
to the starving people throughout the world.
I told them to get lost!!
Anybody who fits into
my clothes isn't starving!
Have a Great Day!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Today I tried my knee out again, and did quite well for 2 1/2 miles.
My neighbor joined me in our walk, so I heard all about her kid's football game. It kept my mind off my knee, and kept me walking pretty fast.
Not that I care about her kid's football games, but it is nice to have someone chatting away like a magpie, and all I have to do is stay vertical and keep walking. And she is a real magpie, let me tell you! A magpie, but a friendly, outgoing magpie who is proud of her off spring.
it is a beautiful day here on the Olympic Peninsula. Too beautiful to stay indoors. I just had to get out side and feel the clean, crisp air and get my body moving.
I wrote before that I was slacking up on my program. Just getting outside and moving the past two days has made significant changes in my attitude again.
Today I am tracking my food, water, and even sneaking in a few extra strength work ups every now and then during the day. It feels good to be back on track.
Attitude is everything for me. I can convince myself to stall exercise with a myriad of excuses. I can sit on the pity pot and complain about my aches and pains. I can justify that I can't do work outs because of health limitations. I can sit on the sofa, watch old movies and stuff my face with too much food.
The stuffing of my face is a thing to behold. Since I joined SP, I have once again become more concious of what I am putting in my mouth. I am eating healthier for the most part.
But that is not the whole picture. Even though I am eating more healthfully, it is the quantity of what I am eating that can really mess me up.
Once I get in to the attitude of face stuffing, I really go for it. I mean, how many apples do YOU eat at one setting? Yesterday I did six, to BEGIN with. Now I ask you; is that being healthy or just pigging out?!
Then I got out the peanut butter...crunchy, of course.........and had apples with peanut butter. Three more apples later, I decide apples and cheese make wonderful snacks, so how would apples, peanut butter AND cheese go? The answer is................wonderful!
Munch, stuff, drink water.
Let's see how many ounces of cheese I can stuff in with those apples and peanut butter! Better yet, why weigh the cheese as it will only bring on guilt and shame?
Guilt and shame do not belong on Face Stuffing Days. I require total mindless eating on those days.
Stuff, stuff, stuff and drink water.
Oh, hey! I've also got some Asian pears on the trees! Get some in, add peanut butter and cheese to them, too! They are not all that good with peanut butter, and the best cheese is bleu cheese with the pears.
How do I know this? Because I tried pears with Monterey Jack, Medium Cheddar, Extra Sharp cheddar, and finally bleu cheese. And I didn't weigh any of it.
Stuff, stuff, stuff and drink more water..
My jaws were getting tired by now, and the movie is over.
I drink another glass of water. After all, I need to stay healthy, right?!
DH comes in and asks what are we having for dinner. WHAT??!! DINNER???? I just finished breakfast, lunch, dinner, snack and dessert for the entire week! Who needs DINNER??
Being the good wife I am, I do bake some chicken, a baked potato and some brocolli. And I stuff that down, too.
Stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff, and drink a glass of milk.
Take my nightime medications and drink more water.
There! I got all my fresh fruits and veggies in, drank all my water, and didn't track any of it besides the water, three apples, 1 tbsp peanut butter and made myself look good on the chart.
However, I cheated myself. I was dishonest as the day is long!
I wonder why we think we are getting away with stuff when we are only cheating ourselves?? How long does THAT take to set in??!!
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