Sunday, June 19, 2011
How many times have you listened to a commercial on TV about some product that is free. Just go to www.whatever.com or call this toll free number in the next 30 minutes, bla, bla, bla? I learned as a kid that nothing in life (at least nothing good) is free. So you do a quick push of the control button that changes the channel. "Yeah, right! What's in it for you?" Nobody is in business for free - business means making money.
Have you ever called one of those numbers to see how honest the commercial is? I have. I must like giving the operator a hard enough time that they want to hang up on me so bad, but don't dare because they are probably working in a sweat shop somewhere. I can't believe how many people are stupid enough to go along with, "Well, it is free! You just pay the shipping and handling of $??.??. If you are not happy with the product just return it and we will return your money."
"Let me just confirm I understand this correctly - what did you say your name is? Summer? Okay, Summer. You're telling me that you'll send me this product for free. I just pay the $??.?? shipping and handling and if I don't like the product, for any reason, I just return it and you'll send my $??.?? back. Is that right?" I nailed it perfectly, according to Summer - or was it Winter, Autumn or Spring? "What about the $??.?? that it costs me to return it to you?" After a long, complicated, laborious explanation of how I would return it to get my money back without having to pay another $??.?? to return it to them, because we all know the PO will not take it without their money up front, you decide it's not the risk free, free product it was touted to be. And still they will not accept no so you end up hanging up while they are talking, feeling rude for even a second, and then kicking yourself because you let yourself like the product in the first place.
Don't get me wrong! I do not think every commercial is designed to bilk the consumer, but I no longer trust any of those product hucksters selling their products for $19.99 for a $150.00 value product(s). They have something attached to it to make money for themselves in the long run. You may receive your product, but if you return it, you will never see your $??.?? back because they will disappear faster than Santa after Christmas Eve. If you every get your money back, you will have spent more in time and energy to far outweigh the amount you spent in the first place, but you fight it for the principal of the thing.
I have learned over time that even that is not worth it. So I just push the control button and change the channel. It isn't even fun to frustrate the order taker at the other end any more. These are highly trained people with hides tougher than Rhinos and hearts colder than the current ice queen on trial for killing her 2-year-old daughter in Florida.
So now I am a skeptical senior citizen that is what we all should be at my age, but unfortunately, there are plenty of us that have never learned how to skeptical of anything. I have watched and listened to neighbors bemoaning the latest ripoff and wondering how they are going to pay the rent or buy their meds. I can only shake my head.
However, I do know of one product that is free. And it is all it's touted to be PLUS! It has all these neat things that help you get the results you are looking for, plus it has the best thing of all, a system of help-related HELP to get you past any problems you encounter using the product. There is no cost whatsoever. There is no shipping and handling fee, no downloading fee, no monthly fees, no annual fees, no hidden agendas, just honest-great-working product that you really love! Well, okay, there is one drawback, but I think that comes from not enough self-control. The product is addictive - humongously so!
Want to know what it is?
You're already using it! It's SparkPeople. This site rocks and I absolutely love it. Since you are already here, you don't need to hear the states on any of it, but I can say this:
Thank you SparkPeople for all you are doing for us and thank you SparkFriends for all your support and caring-encouraging words. I know for myself, if it wasn't for my SparkFriends, I would have given up and grown larger instead of getting closer to my dream and there is something right there. How many people, past 50, still have a dream, or create a dream and go after it. On SparkPeople, there are a bunch of us, but it is a common thought that once you are in your 50s you have either completed your dreams or given up on them. For me - that was true, until I found SP. I built a dream and have been chasing the final destination for nearly 4 years now, but it doesn't matter how long it takes me to get to my destination - in fact, I have resigned myself to the knowledge that if I reached my destination tomorrow, I'd keep searching for my destination - Maintenance is next, but I have been practicing along the way and I am pretty sure I can maintain. One thing is for certain - I'm not going back! I have already ensured my brain and body are aware of that - there is no turning back!
So, I'll keep cheering on my SparkFriends and begging them, which has never been necessary, to keep cheering me on.
I met two SparkFriends yesterday. Both are my absolute heroes and they'll kick up dust about that comment, but sorry, friends, it is true. Both have reached their goals and both are out there being the best friends any person, regardless of need, could ever hope to have. They listen, they are compassionate in their answers, and they both have a passion for SparkPeople and doesn't that say it all for all the people that have reached their goals with SparkPeople? I can hardly wait to get to my goal. I want to be just like those ahead of me.
I look at myself and wonder if I am passionate enough - I think I have that attribute. I wonder if I am compassionate enough - good grief! I have that attribute, too. I have always had compassion. I'm one of those that brings home every stray cat or dog and tries to make it happy and well. How about encouragement - well, there's a spot I think I can work on. I feel like I can't get to enough people - like I spend too much time with one person, but I don't want to be like a doctor that rushes in, does the exam, pats your hand and rushes back out with barely a hello - never mind How are you?
So I'll work on quality of encouragement now and let you all know that, I for one, think , you are , and you have chosen the est site to be successful. Go for it!
I love you guys!
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
A few months ago, my Doctor asked me to take B-12. After discussing it, I decided it was probably a pretty good idea. I took it once a month for 3 months. On the fourth month I had to ask for it and he asked me if I felt like I needed it. I had been feeling so energized since the first B-12 that I wanted to keep going. I got it, but now I haven't had B-12 in 3 months. My motabolism has launched itself, and me along with it, into a wonderful world of energy.
I can't sit for more than an hour (approx) and then I've got to go do something. This is great as before, I could have sat for 8 hours or longer, and did most of the time, working at a desk for someone else. I'm not sure an employer would like me jumping up and doing 10 minutes of aerobics, or going for a 30 minute walk, etc. I don't care! I'm not accountable to anyone except me and I like what's going on.
I am so happy he suggested it and I went along with it.
Tuesday, June 07, 2011
I wish I could claim this to be the death of my old self - but it's still alive and comes back to haunt me more often than I care to admit. Today it teased me all day about McDonald's!
Tomorrow is the military funeral of a dear friend. He and his wife were my neighbors when we first moved to Florida and they quietly introduced us to what I lovingly call the mob around here - especially when it comes to the free food - show and they come!
Anyway, he was my first IT man and he did a lot of free work on my computer. He did it free because he claimed he was learning and I was glad because I couldn't afford to pay him. Anyway, he nearly rebuilt my first laptop because it got zapped by an electrical surge during a T-Storm - MIL didn't have that protection, I do.
He was a Salvation Army Officer and missionary and talk about a sweet, quiet, huge man. He was never pushy, let you bring up the subjects of discussion you wanted and didn't make you feel like - he'll just turn it around to talk about God! I wouldn't have minded because I enjoyed his little sermons - I figured he practiced on me and that was okay.
He got ill and when he recovered, his wife got ill and struggled for awhile, then she got well and he got ill again and just couldn't recover. She took grand care of him and he always had a smile on his face and was ready to go. He knew the chariot was coming soon.
Finally, he reached a point beyond her loving care and they took him away from her. First into the hospital and then to Hospice. The Hospice here is very nice, but let's face it, not many go back to family and friends from Hospice. He didn't. He jumped on the chariot Sunday morning.
Now I really miss him. A giant gentle man always quietly pointing the way to Heaven and he's gone there.
When I read the announcement of his death over my email, I sat here and cried. I couldn't even tell my DH, who came to see why I was crying and read it over my shoulder. He just wrapped his arms around me and hung on until I could breathe again.
When you get to be my age, you realize you are closer to the end than the start and you take it all a bit different than you do when you are younger. You usually know, at my age, what to do and say when these things happen, but it seems to get harder and harder as the friends disappear one by one.
You can keep making friends, and I've made a lot in the last couple of years, but then the are all from the same era I am and to watch them drop away just gets to a point where you feel like death is becoming a very large mountain ahead of you. It isn't but it seems like it.
So tomorrow I put on the black clothes, drive to the Sarasota National Cemetery and say goodbye to my good friend, give his wife a hug - cause she's a good friend, too, and explain that I drove to her house this morning to "pay my respects" but didn't want to intrude on the family and just left the card on the step.
Not looking forward to tomorrow. Hate obligations of this type. Head up, box of tissue and onward I go. Think about me. I know if enough of you think about me, I'll feel it and keep going.
I'll be late posting tomorrow so just hang on because when I come back, I'll be posting all day in the hope of getting past it faster. I love SparkPeople and all my SparkFriends. You guys are the best and I know you'll all help me past the gloom. Thanks.
Friday, June 03, 2011
I can't believe I am halfway to my goal. Actually about 8 pounds more than half way, but half way at any rate.
Right now I'm working on the last 13 to be under the 200 mark and reach another goal which is to beat diabetes (pre) and not have to take the pills. Plus by then, I should definitely know how to release the weight and keep on going to my 180 or 175 goal.
So many things in my life have changed. I rarely go to McDonalds because I have a strong enough mind to have termed it poison (it is for me) and I stay away from it and all the others of the same idea in food.
I wear smaller clothes than I did at 250 and if my scale was broken, I'd be using clothes as my guide and motivator because it is quite a strange feeling to realize that you can now wear smaller clothes and get rid of the "fat" ones. I recently was in a clothing store and I said to the clerk, what size do I go to after getting out of Plus? She looked at me like I had lost my mind, but I was having an anxiety attack and wondered how I was going to shop for clothes that were not in the Plus department. She took my hand and moved me down a couple of rows and pointed to the next size down. (Well, of course - but she was probably never 1 pound over weight in her life, how could she understand?) My problem was more than sizes, it was a mind set. I was thinking small or very narrowed. Like someone that thinks small company instead of big company. The point is, you limit yourself. In my case, I was limiting my loss, from Extra Economy Industrial Strength to normal. Will I ever wear petites, maybe if it counts as short legged, but not if it only means how big around you are. Do I care, no.
38 pounds down from the original weight that I started on Spark and I don't know how many more pounds I had lost before that because I rarely stood on a scale. But that doesn't matter, I'm 38 pounds less than I was at the start of my journey and that's what counts.
I had a friend ask me how I did it - lose weight. I told her about SparkPeople. She smiled and asked what kind of diet that was - she had never heard about it. I told her more about SparkPeople. She said she would check it out. I know she didn't because I know what she was hoping I would tell her. The magic formula for losing weight without having to work for it. There is no such thing.
Losing weight is something different for everyone. We must all find the formula that works for us. Mine is walking daily, doing three 10 minute breaks of quick aerobics every day, Strength training three times a week, plus eating healthy. Because of diabetes, I chose to stay within reaching distance of 30 carbs for the three main meals and 15 carbs for the four snacks I have everyday, which means I eat about every 2.5 hours a day. It keeps me from getting hungry and keeps the blood sugar levels nice and gently rolling.
When I look in the mirror, I see a thinner me and that makes me happy. Happy enough to keep walking down this road.
When I log onto SparkPeople I see friends there to encourage me and friends that I can encourage, too. Because we all need the encouragement. That is the most important thing about SparkPeople.
Thanks Spark Friends for all the help I've had and thanks for the future help. Thanks SparkPeople for being there everyday with a conduit for me and all my friends to get together in our cyber clubhouse and talk about the piles of junk we are going over, under, around, and through. We can help each other across the miles, mountains, oceans, and all the boundaries of this world and find something we can work on together that will benefit all mankind, or just ourselves.
Keep Sparkling My Friends.
Thursday, June 02, 2011
Yesterday I woke up and decided it was time to stop procrastinating and start working on releasing my unwanted, unhealthy weight. So at 6am, DH and I jumped into clothes and walking shoes and hit the street at 6:05am. We walked a mile in about 25 minutes, so for us, it was moving along without smelling the roses, although the lift station we passed wasn't smelling all that great! And they just fixed it, too.
Then it was into breakfast, cleanup, and work. I did some one arm wall pushups at 7:30am and some close arm wall pushups, too. Then after lunch it was relaxing with my aerobics video and intensly doing 10 minutes of workout.
Another 10 mins of aerobics at 3pm and now it's time to put dinner together.
Today was a mirror of yesterday, except a different exercise video and I discovered that I lost 2 pounds from yesterday just before lunch when I remembered to go check the weight. I should have done it before breakfast, but I forgot.
Anyway, I'm off on my goals for the month and feeling so good about myself.
Here's My Goals for June.
1. Lose 2 pounds a week for a total of 10 pounds down for June. I'll go for 12, if I can.
2. Do the exercises with more intensity.
3. Walk every morning at 6am - no excuses.
4. Meal plan each week using the Food Tracker.
5. Stick to the meal plan.
6. Keep tracking my exercise.
7. Pass my exam that I thought I was going to take last month, but now its this month.
8. Study hard to get to the next two exams and pass them.
9. Be done with the meds by mid July 2011. (Because I lost enough weight to stop the meds.)
10. Find a way to do something special for myself every day.
That's the June 2011 Goal List for me. I'm already on it and working hard to keep it going. Maybe that should be number 11. Keep it all going.
Keep Sparkling my Friends.
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