Thursday, July 08, 2010
Okay, it's not "really official" yet. While I step on the scale most mornings for slightly obsessive reasons... My Official Weigh In Day is Tuesday.
But there it was this morning. 199.0. I did it 4 more times 199.0, 199.0, 199.0 and 199.0. I know that squealed a little bit, did a jig around my apartment. If I could have, I would have done a back flip.
So, I have now lost 30 lbs. That's 10 (count 'em TEN!!) tubs of Crisco!!
30 lbs. = 2 West Highland Terriers
30 lbs. is also the average amount of cheese that an American eats every year.
Once again, I thank you all. My Spark Friends, team mates and biggest support system.
You all RAWK!!!
30 down, between 30 and 40 to go!!
Saturday, June 19, 2010
(Sorry guys, this might be a little heavy)
It's been 16 years worth of third Sundays in June since my Dad passed away. I miss him daily. I was the baby of the family, and the only girl. Yeah, as much as I could have been, I was "Daddy's little girl". My Dad wasn't perfect. But I have come to a place where I choose to see the good parts and not the other stuff. My parents were divorced when I was in High School. I'm not sure how they ever got together in the first place. I know that there were some good times. But they never fit together right. It was a good thing. I'm not one of those kids who couldn't deal with the divorce; I think I loved them both more for having the strength to admit that it wasn't working
My Dad was a Jack-of-all-trades. He was a mechanic, truck driver, cook. He was that guy who everyone in the neighborhood called when they needed help and he was always there. He was big and loud and friendly and had loads of friends. Dad had his first stroke in October of 1989. When you take away the physical ability of someone who works with their hands, they start to crumble. He wasn't one to sit still and read or work a crossword puzzle. But, even in the rehab hospital, he was doing okay, as long as there was someone else that he could help, someone that he could cheer up with a bad joke.
I stayed with my Dad when I graduated college in May of 1990. He was getting out of the rehab hospital right about the time I got a job in Boston. He needed help and I needed a place to live. Eventually, he was okay on his own again, for a while. I ended up moving out, but staying close. Long story short, there were more strokes, worse health issues and Dad ended up in a nursing home. There were so many times that we talked about things. I had said my peace with my Dad many times, not knowing if this would be the last time. I didn't want to have any regrets, any words left unsaid. And there were none. My Dad was gone for a long time before he finally passed, November of 1994.
Father's Day can be difficult for those of us who have lost our fathers. I decided to celebrate my Dad's life instead of continuing to mourn. Every year, I do something in his honor. I buy a new tool in his name. This year, I will be replacing the well used cordless drill I bought 10 years ago. I think of my Dad and smile every time I look at the art desk that I designed and built for myself. I remember when I bought my first car and he sat in the lawn chair and had me jack up the car and learn how to change a flat tire. I enjoyed getting my hands dirty when I replaced my alternator, with Dad over my shoulder.
He is with me still, in my heart. Happy Father's Day Dad!
Monday, June 07, 2010
A friend of mine posted the following quote on facebook the other day. I can't get it out of my mind now. It needs to be shared. I hope that you all see yourself in this quote.
At some point you have to own up to how great you are, how beautiful you are, to how much inner dignity and potential you have. Stop complaining about what other people didn’t give you or do for you, or how they mistreated you. Take repossession of your Self and you will rise to a level of greatness that has been yours all along. ~ Michael Bernard Beckwith
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Since I started with a GIGANTIC piece of posterboard... i filled it. Here are some of the details:
Both sides of the collage are lined with small orange squares. Each square represents a calendar square for a Monday, which is my weigh in day. They are all dated and I will put my current weigh, total lost and weekly progress. (note to self… maybe start with smaller poster board next time! :-)
Beat this date (referring to the orange square with the date of my 25th reunion). ‘ 43’ on the square closest to my birthday.
There is plenty of white space left for golf, Red Sox and any other references.
Here are the words that I selected. Since the board is so big, it's hard to read
Start => / Start something Good / Plan it right with… / investment in your health / Start the New Year with our proven program / Rules for Healthy Eating in 2010
eat healthier, live happier / Go ahead , throw your weight around. / In the Know.
Healthy Heart / Wake Up Energized. / Healthy living. /The path from health leads to happy.
Whip up some fun. / Easy as Pie. / The friendship Factor. / Important Facts.
Burn Baby Burn! / Wii FIT. / Water your body./ More energy. / Game on!
Flawless beyond any stretch of the imagination. / Look on the Bright Side…
The enlightened Cook.
I made up my mind that if opportunity ever did knock again, I would say yes no matter what.
If you can walk, you can work out. / 50 small changes that can make a big difference.
Oh, yes I can! / Commitment. / Elevate. / Nail it. / More than a snack. / On your mind.
Good(enough). / Strong Bones. / Copy that! / Dance your health out.
This year, bring fresh ideas to the table. / Super-fun sweets.
Food 4 thought. / The goods. / More choices.
Our new rules for healthy eating may surprise you. / Not having to give up the things I love.
Get your power back. / Smaller dress size. / Sensational. / Get the look.
Comfort food. / Choose a sensible lunch option. / PARTY.
The cheese is everything. / We hear you… /Good health./ Top secret.
The winner is… Longevity. / Super. / Oops! / Perfect 10. / Healthy dinners.
Where good living meets good eating.
The results speak for themselves.
To be continued…
Zaftig (definition) For I am, and always will be a curvy girl!!) Picture of Mae West and ‘Zaftig’ magazine cover
Center of the page has the cut out from the SparkPeople article… Look familiar?
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