Sunday, September 23, 2012
Hereís a picture from my sparkpage, posted when I first joined several years ago. This is not a staged photo. My table really looked like this. Itís somewhat better now since I refused to buy it. He has to shop and bring it home himself which has slowed him down a bit. When we shop together our cart is a study in contrasts with my organic Greek yogurt sitting next to his enormous package of ťclairs.
My husband, I love him dearly. Weíve been together since we were 16 and 18 and have been married for 45 years. He has also carried on a 45 year affair with Little Debbie. You know, the snack cake lady? In fact, he has never met a donut or snack cake he didnít love and just have to bring home. Toaster pastries, pop-tarts, packaged bakery items, chocolate, crackers, jams, jellies and an amazing assortment of sugary drinks have always filled our house. Every Breyers Ice Cream sale adds 4 cartons to my freezer. Yes, FOUR Ė buy one get one free. If there wasnít a limit, there would be more.
There are obstacles to eating healthy everywhere we go. I have one right here at home. He has to eat my healthy lunches and dinners since he doesnít cook, but trying to eliminate the junk is a losing battle. I just donít have to lose the battle along with him.
Friday, September 21, 2012
No, I didnít eat 70,000 extra calories. I decided to get serious about strength training. The set of weights I got for Christmas 10 years ago were gathering dust in the basement. Maybe I would be more likely to use them if I put them by the TV, right in my line of sight.
So I picked up two 10 lb dumbbells and started walking upstairs. Whew, at the top I was actually out of breath. So this is what it was like carrying the extra weight? And I was carrying more than 20 lbs way back then.
I donít EVER want to go back there. My heart and lungs donít want to go back there either. If I have to weigh my food forever, itís a small price to pay for the new me.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
ďMommy, will you color with me?Ē asked my 4 yr old daughter back in 1973.
Maybe I was busy with the baby. Maybe I had homework to do (grad school). I donít remember why, but I replied, ďLater, Jeannie, Iíll do it later.Ē Sadly, she said, ďLater never comes.Ē Yes, I changed my mind and picked up a crayon.
I remember that now whenever Iím tempted to put off something I know I should do, like plan my food for the day or get out and exercise. Iím trying to extend that to other procrastinating areas of my life.
Going through my deceased parents things: Thatís hard. Each item has a memory attached.
Catching up with an old friend: Facebook makes this easier, doesnít it?
Gathering healthy recipes: Thank you SP. Youíve simplified this for me.
Jeannie will be 43 on Saturday. Sheís well aware of her 4 year old wisdom and applies it to her own family life.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Once I proudly pulled my new driverís license out of my wallet.
Once I wore an ID around my neck to advise building security that I belonged there.
Now I carry a Medicare Card.
It all went by so fast. I never thought about what I was eating. I was grateful to corporate America for their prepackaged foods and the fast food restaurants available on every corner. With a husband, 3 kids, a zillion activities, my workouts and a demanding job, it simplified getting food on the table. Compared to the rest of America I looked pretty good, probably because I was always active.
Suddenly, I notice that the Obituaries include a lot of people from MY decade.
Suddenly, I observe that residents in the nursing home I visit with my church group are not that much older than me.
Once time stretched out before me like an endless superhighway and I was pushing the speed limit. Now, Iím meandering down a narrower country road. I donít want to be one of the wrecks broken down on the shoulder, so I better take care of this engine and all its parts.
Wherever you are on the road of life, take care of yourself. Do it now for a longer, happier road ahead.
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