Thursday, February 09, 2012
There's another one next week, but I'll think about that tomorrow, Rhett.
Hitched a ride down with my BIL and we had a great talk on the way back about Zane Grey. Louis L'Amour, where did they really shoot the old Wagon Train series, why he really needs to go see the old Yuma Territorial Prison and that magnificent old saloon in Old Town Yuma, who were the real bad guys: the Earps or the Cantons, just how completely bonkers was Doc Holliday, and did anyone who survived the civil war NOT have crippling PTSD. I really like my brother-in-law. He's a really good man, he adores my sister, and he's fun to talk with.
Oh, and why did Deadwood have to be so over-the-top raunchy?
I have no answer.
Sunday, February 05, 2012
Nothing terribly wrong, but the insomnia caught up with me and I slept way too late, so now I feel cranky and tired and generally icky.
Mama Foster-pup has been throwing up all over everything, and I mean everything in the bedroom, so I'll be doing laundry the rest of the day and beyond. I have no idea what started this, but I've had enough dogs not to worry about vomiting unless I see blood or it continues too long, so for right now I'll just keep an eye on her between trips to the laundry room.
The scale's not exactly zooming down, but it's moving and I don't want to jinx it, so I'll stick with the no wheat/do dairy thing for a while longer. It's not as hard as I thought it would be, as least so far.
Gotta go. The laundry calls....
Thursday, February 02, 2012
Ok, now this is better....
Had my pedometer with me all day. Lost a chunk of that weight from yesterday, so the scale is moving in the right direction again.
I got in a mile with the dogs this morning, which is good. I'll sure be good when walking a mile doesn't hurt, though. It hurts my feet, my lower back, the top of my shoulders. I've got a long way to go.
Just for today, though, I've got to finish my roast pork and broccoli and take the pups for their evening walk.
One foot in front of the other.
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
I woke up to find I had gained 1.5 lbs. I know all the reasons. Water. Muscle. Yada yada yada. My brain knows all that. But the rest of me is very disappointed and annoyed.
Then I couldn't find my pedometer. I LOVE my pedometer. I remembered taking it off, but had no idea where I'd put it. Took the pups on their AM walk with no pedometer. Finally found it. In the pouch where I keep my vitamins. In the kitchen. Of course. In case my vitamins wanted to go for a walk during the night.
I know our walk route is one of the routes I keep in my Google Maps fie and I know it's a mile, so I'll give myself 2,000 steps for that, but I don't trust myself to estimate the rest of the day (let's see, washing the dishes... that's about a thousand steps, right?) so my total count will be down for the day. Blech!
I read other blogs and see what some of the people here are dealing with, and I just count my blessings, y'know?
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
I really appreciate the comments on my first blog posts yesterday. It means more to me than I thought it would. I've never been much of a joiner, but I guess that joining the right group and the right time makes all the difference.
I was freezing last night under a pile of comforters and I'm still cold today. I'm guessing my thyroid is having issues. I'm not depressed. Not discouraged. I just feel like I'm walking under water. Cold water. I'll bet it'll stall my weight loss for a couple of days. Bah!
Regardless, I'm on plan, very low carbs, no wheat, and I'm pushing the walking whether I feel like it or not.
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