Thursday, October 02, 2014
It has been years....and I do mean years...since I have been on Spark People. I think I was last an active member roughly 4 years ago. What a lot has changed! At first I did well with maintenance and I was pretty certain the daily check-ins on SP were really not necessary. But then, in 2011, my 19 year old son and his (then) girlfriend had that 'oops' moment and a baby came into the picture. It was surprising and not what either of our families had planned for, but you roll with it and of course love that baby when he shows up. But life wasn't quite done throwing us curves. At 5 months, our darling little grandchild was diagnosed with infant leukemia, which is very rare. From the outset he was given a 50-50 chance of being 'cured' (they really don't even use the word cure...more like prolonged remission). In any case, it was a pretty horrific time for everyone. Life as we knew it changed dramatically. I used exercise as a way to keep a grip on my emotions and so stayed within my limits weight-wise. I just kind of stopped attending to my eating because the attention was so focused on supporting my son, my grandson, and his mom. On top of that, it was senior year in high school for my twin sons. So many stressors...it was just a struggle to make it through the days, let alone take quality care of myself. For the next year and a half we spent a lot of time traveling the 2 and 1/2 hours to the hospital and enjoying the 10 months of remission we were finally granted. Unfortunately, the cancer recurred and our little guy passed away a couple of weeks after his second birthday, in 2013. The past year has been spent in a sort of prolonged grief state. I truly did not even step on a scale for over a year once he was gone. I continued to exercise, but my heart was not really in it and my eating habits were totally shot by then. It has now been just over a year since his death and I am finally feeling like renewing myself. At the beginning of September I convinced myself to step on the scale (I realized my clothes had gotten a bit snug), and was shocked to find I had gained 20 pounds! Scary moment! I logged back into Spark and decided to start again. Since then I have already lost 9 pounds and am feeling more like my old self. I had forgotten that Spark was more than just a way to track calories. It provides support and motivation to get through whatever things in life are impacting you. Team members are there to listen and encourage. I have missed that...and probably should have leaned on it some when I most needed that support. I hope to stay active and pick up where I left off before life became so crazy. Count me back in!
Saturday, September 19, 2009
I think I did the math right. Today marks my official one year anniversary for drinking 64 ounces of water a day. I have not missed a single day since I told myself I WAS going to do it! This has probably been one of the hardest things for me to accomplish, because I am not by nature someone who likes drinking water. Sure, I've always liked my coffee and sodas-but not plain old water. I remember a year ago writing to people on the spark boards asking how DID they manage to do that?! I got lots of advice, from adding Crystal Light to lemons. I asked if people were water 'purists' or if they counted all liquids as part of the total. Again, a few different opinions on that one. In the end, I decided that I would try to add 64 ounces of pure water, in addition to anything else I drank, into my day. I also cut out all caffeine (good for a pounding 2 week headache...). I do every now and then have a regular cup of coffee, but they are few and far between. It also meant giving up my 2 a day cans of Diet Pepsi. I think I've had maybe 3 sodas in the past year. Honestly-I haven't missed it. The water drinking is now a part of my routine. I may not always eat right, but at least I've got this thing nailed!
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Jeri, owner of the van, informed me the window I was squished through was actually 7"x14". Now I'M even impressed! That would explain some of the bruising...
Monday, August 03, 2009
Okay, I have to blog about this while it is still fresh in my mind because it was SO funny! Some of my coworkers and I went out to lunch today at a rather nice resort restaurant. Afterwards a few of them went home and the rest of us decided to poke around in some of the little shops. Well, having done and seen all there was we all decided to call it a day and head home. Jeri, one of the gals, suddenly realizes she can't find her van keys. She frantically digs around in her purse, then comes to the conclusion that she must have left them in her vehicle. I walk across the parking lot with her to her conversion van, because she had left her cell phone at home and I told her she could use mine to call her DH if she needed to. Jeri peers through the passenger window and sure enough, there are the keys on the driver's seat. Unfortunately, she had locked the darn thing. She goes around to every window and door just to see if there is any way in the world she can get in, but no luck. The van has several of these little sliding windows that are about 12" x 18". She said, "When I did this once before I got one of these open and then I could reach around in the back and get the rear lock open. " So she tries each of these windows again and ta da...she gets the one behind the driver's seat to open! Too bad that no matter how far she sticks her arm in she can't reach far enough to get to the keys. By this time, the other 2 friends that had stuck around had driven up in their car. We're all standing there thinking of what to do, when Jeri turns to me and says, "I bet you can fit through the window." Now, this does not sound like a really great idea to me. It really does not look like a very big space, but I am willing to give a try. I had to turn my head sideways and my shoulders went through, but I got hung up by "the girls." So I back out and am like, "No way...I can't fit." But Jeri is nothing if not persistent. "Let's try going feet first. Come on...we'll pick you up and slide you in." So here we are, 4 grown women in the parking lot of this nice facility. Three of them are picking me up and sliding me through this slot like an envelope into a mailbox. I got all the way in except again get caught by "the girls." They are trying to shove me through, and I am hopelessly caught, thinking, "Oh my God; I hope I don't have to explain this to a police officer or need to be extricated by the Jaws of Life." The whole thing was about like getting a mammogram from a street paver. I finally said, "No-this isn't going to work. Get me out!" So they manage to haul me back out. Meanwhile, there is a guy and his son on the other side of the van watching through the windows with these real amused expressions. We are all laughing hysterically by now, because in the process I have nearly been 'depantsed', Jeri then said, "Okay, lets try it one more time face down." I said, "No...we already did that!" She said, "But we weren't sending you through straight." So, once again I stick my head and shoulders through and the other 3 pick up my legs and start shoving. "The girls" are quite compressed (and you have to understand that they are really NOT impressive!) and I am yelling, "OW, OW, OW!" They are all laughing behind me, and, of course, taking pictures. One more good shove and I went through! Now I know how babies feel at the moment of childbirth!
Anyway, I was able to get the keys and save my friend a trip to the locksmith. We took a few more pictures and had quite a laugh. So...I suppose it pays to have lost enough weight to squeeze into a tiny space!
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