Tuesday, November 02, 2010
After our recent move, mind you we still have some settling in to do, I noticed my clothes started to fit differently and I got into a size I hadn't worn in quite sometime. So, I wrote a SP secret to success for exercise titled 'Move'. It was written sort of tongue in cheek because moving to a new home every day really isn't an option. It's always an adventure, but there are so many difficult parts to it that I wouldn't recommend it to be added to anyone's personal daily exercise regimen. Having said that, I am trying each day to replicate some of those motions and some of that intensity that comes when time is of the essence. Bending, stretching, lifting, climbing, walking and getting down to and up from that very low floor all can become part of everyday activity. I never before thought of my little two step ladder as a piece of exercise equipment, but it makes a great one! Up and down, up and down, up and down and lug around. Lead with the left, lead with the right, up and down with all my might. I'm also beginning to realize that if I like the way I've arranged something once, I'll most likely get to do it again and again. My DH keeps finding little things to repair or improve upon. So, no matter how perfect I think something looks I'm very likely to come into a room to find it all scattered about so he could get to something he wanted to work on. In the beginning I got frustrated. Now I see it as an opportunity to 'move' some more. So far I've reorganized books, restacked dishes, taken down and put back all the clothes in our walk-in closet, taken out and replaced all the coats and sweaters in two other closets, moved a clock collection to three different locations, moved towels from linen closet to vanities, to dresser and once again find he has taken them out and stacked on my vanity so he could repair a part of the dresser. I may get to put those away again today, but I have no illusions that they will remain in place. Today I want to start putting up the artwork, mirrors and photos. That should give me a pretty decent arm workout and no doubt I'll be moving them about or repositioning them multiple times in the days and weeks to come. Move it, move it, move it! That's my new motto. Have a great day everyone!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Happily, that scale indicates that the weight is slowly coming off. Some of my clothes are fitting better and I can get into smaller jeans again. All of this is terrific, but the very most exciting sign of success for me was when my sweet hubby noticed last night. He said I was looking better and better and wondered how much weight I had lost. Truly, it hasn't been all that much, about 15 pounds from my highest, but enough for him to notice. Hooray! Now, for me, that's success, and that is motivation.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
So, there I was lifting, moving, opening boxes and furniture. It was going slowly, but it was going. This moving into a small condo from a huge house is definitely presenting a set of challenges that are both good and bad. Still, all seemed to be moving along when suddenly my little toe found something it wasn't expecting and....craaaaack...it broke! OUCH!!! No time for doctors. I've played this game many times before. My little bones seem to fracture somewhat easily. So, knowing the drill I taped it to it's buddy next door, tried to rest it (ha, ha, I'm on my feet most of the day with this unpacking stuff), iced it occasionally, compressed with the tape, and elevated whenever I could take a break. My DH is still after me to go get it x-rayed, but I hate to spend money for someone to tell me what I already know. It's been 9 days and I suspect it is healing. I'm pretty proud of myself to continue the unpacking during this little injury process. So, for now I'll just keep on hobbling on and be very thankful that I can indeed hobble. Have a great day everyone. SP is the greatest support ever. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Thursday, October 14, 2010
We finally had our big move-in day to our new condo. Unfortunately I caught a nasty bug a couple days before and had no voice to direct traffic with all the furniture and boxes. Still, we got it done with the help of about 23 of our dear friends. I had a 102* fever and felt like death warmed over. Yet, everyone was amazing. My daughter and her kids got doughnuts and coffee for the workers to have a sweet break before all was packed into moving truck, private trucks, a trailer and assorted cars. When everyone was about to drop up at the condo, another friend provided a wonderful luncheon in our roof garden. Some of us got out of the sun in the gazebo while others enjoyed eating at tables in the bright sunny day. What a view. What a great time of fellowship. Finally, as everyone was heading out, yet another friend appeared full of enthusiasm and energy and helped us reposition some things and help hook up the washing machine and dryer. It was like a breath of fresh air to have new energy at that late afternoon hour. Finally, two days later another dear friend who couldn't be there for the main move day came to help me put away my kitchen. She also brought dinner for my DH and me, some delicious banana nut bread to munch and a couple of decadent treats for an afternoon break. I am always to amazed at the goodness of people. Everyone has been so kind. And even though I haven't been at SP for awhile I didn't gain weight, I even lost a pound - I don't know if more do to the move or to the illness. By the way, thanks to round two of antibiotics I can finally take a deep breath. I still feel like I need to sleep for about a week, but that is for another day. Hope all of you are enjoying every minute of every day! Life is sooooo good!
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