Monday, January 31, 2011
Last night was the first night I didn't sleep well in ages. I've been attributing my sound sleeps on walking outdoors although yesterday I was outdoors for well over 1 hour. Maybe I was overtired because I also did 40 minutes on the treadmill and afterwards couldn't get my mind to settle. Ended up falling to sleep eventually in the armchair where I stayed until morning.
So, I've been eating okay and doing consistent exercise but I still gained weight this week. If this was the old me, I'd have have given up by now but I'm taking it all in stride. I figure all this walking and learning to run has to be helping my body in some way and it just might take time to show up on the scale.
Hands up to see how often you weigh in? I do it first thing Monday mornings dressed in my underwear....thought you needed to know that! Anyway, I'm back up to 204.4. I'm still down 18 pounds but I need to get my butt in gear to reach my goal of 172 by late summer. Should I be weighing every day to keep fluctuations in check or is once a week what most of you do? I'm afraid of weighing too often in case I get a wee bit obsessive about the whole thing.
As for the exercise, I'm viewing every minute as bonus points. I'm walking about 12 km a week between walking the dogs outdoors and on the treadmill going through the Couch to 5K learn to run program. I can go further and further each week so I'm happy with my progress there.
Now for the "D" word. I've mentioned my young friend Cathy who has been battling four types of cancer since last June. She was a student at our college and went to classes right up until Christmas break. She has been in the hospital for the past month and was moved to the palliative care unit a week ago. When I close my eyes at night I can see her and I am hoping that she will soon be out of her terrible pain. She is on a morphine drip and hasn't eaten in about 10 days. She is very aware of her surroundings but visitors are being asked to stay away to make it easier on all of her family. I know her time will come and I feel bad because I actually pray that god will take her sooner than later to ease her pain. Is it mean to pray that?
Okay, now that I've made you all sad I have a really funny dog story to tell you. Our humane society gets all kinds of calls from people who want to abandon their animals for the weirdest reasons. Well, today we got a call from a woman who complains that her 3 1/2 pound, three-legged, diabetic dog passes out when they are trying to breed him. I laughed so hard that I almost fell of the chair I was sitting on. Of course, my solution was to stop trying to breed him but they want to make money by selling the pups....I could just choke people like that who are only into dogs for the money. But you have to admit, the story does sound quite funny. Our foundation will take the little fella in and try to find him a foster home. Neutering him will be quite costly because on top of his other ailments, he has two undescended testicles. That coupled with diabetes makes it expensive.
Can't wait to meet this little trooper! One of our board members has offered to foster him as she has two teacup poodles now so is used to the tiny ones.
Okay, another funny dog story. A friend of mine who is quite religious rescued a Pomeranian shortly before we took in Maddy. Spikey is a lunatic, apparently and barks at EVERYTHING. One day he was on the back of the chesterfield and barked so much at a school bus, that he feel to the floor and knocked himself out. His mother prayed over his body and finally gave him mouth to snout but then accidentally lost her chewing gum down the little guys throat. He choked and sputtered on the gum and came to! We kept telling her that Spikey was going to "the light" when God himself came out and said he was too bad for Heaven to take him
Please share some funny pet stories with me.....I just love them....bet you can't tell!
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Hello from snowy central Newfoundland,
I'm going to jump right into my blog title without further adieu because I've just woken up from a nap and my brain cells seem to not have rested themselves.
Last night, I went to a concert at our local arts centre by myself. Now my friend Linda, said this is something she has done for most of her life (going solo that is and not showing up in our province!) but this is the very first time I've done it. AND, it was liberating.
The production I saw was put off by a Celtic dance group which is run by one of my co-workers. For some reason, I put off buying a ticket but yesterday I was struck by a strong desire to go out. Hubby wasn't interested so I called ahead and bought one ticket for moi!
I was ridiculously excited to be going out (a sign I need to get out more?) but what thrilled me the most is that I was once again stepping out of my comfort zone. I found my seat and before the curtain rose I was chatting away with people on both sides of me. During the intermission (they really should be called pee breaks) I banged into a couple of friends who asked who I was there with. One of them who knows I battle with self-esteem issues was over the moon that I can the confidence to go by myself as this is something I've never, ever done in my whole life.
I arrived home more excited with my personal accomplishment than I was of the actual concert which is saying something because it was absolutely fantastic. Who knew I could have fun hanging out with myself?! Wow, I've discovered a whole new best friend! How cool is that?
As for the reaching for the stars, it is a reference to my fitness minutes. When I signed up for Spark, I was doing it because I hoped the weight would magically fall off each time I logged in. Truthfully, I didn't believe in it anymore than I believed in myself. I figured I would follow along for a few weeks and then give it up. Here I am a mere five months into it and I'm about to cross the 5,000 minute mark of exercise! Me! I really can't believe it but it goes to show that every minute you exercise does build up and count.
I often don't want to walk the dogs and it is really convenient when my husband is home on the weekends so I have an "out". Today, my excuse was going to be housework and then I figured that 40 minutes outdoors with my husband and dogs was going to do me more good than housework ever would and it also would be more minutes put towards my goal. I went with them and had a really good time and I felt so good logging those minutes.
So keep one foot in front of the other because it all truly does add up. Five months ago I wouldn't walk the length of myself if I didn't have to and now I embrace (most times!) how good I feel after I walk. Funny, isn't it?
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Usually, I know what I want to blog about before I start as ideas tend to pop into my head at the weirdest of moments. This morning, however, nothing. Mind you, I could still blither on endlessly but what is the point? It is not like we get spark points for each word we type...hang on there....now, that's an idea! Just kidding.
Have you noticed my blog title? I was going to call it "Nothing to say but feeling blah" but instead changed it to what it reads. I just added a few extra words and what a difference it makes. I think I was blah (mentally) as I'm half asleep and we have the calm before the snow storm expected to hit us later on today. The groovy part of me, however, is kind of stoked that I'm going to be doing the second day of the week two of the Couch to 5k program tonight. Is it weird to look forward to something like that? Huh?
Another reason, I'm feeling blah is that I've discovered and finally owned up to a basic truth about my own persona. I eat when I'm bored and television bores me! For whatever reason, over the past month, my tv viewing has declined to a point where I watch as little as 30 minutes a day. Until the day before yesterday, that is!!! It was that afternoon that I went to a grocery store for my husband's bananas (you didn't know I married a monkey, did you?) when I slipped on.....get this.......some grapes that had fallen to the floor and had gotten run over by a grocery cart. Well, it wasn't a graceful slip let me tell you and I think I swore (my mom and I don't swear except when we fall or get frightened and then the words J......C......somehow come out of nowhere. It ain't pretty nor ladylike but there it is!
So, my back got twisted and I went home and lay on the couch. Darling hubby actually obeyed me when I begged for some treats.....in the form of salt and vinegar chips AND a chocolate bar!!!! I use the word "obey" because I have since told him in no uncertain terms that he is not to listen to me when I ask for such things!!!! So, what happened? I was up the past two nights with acid reflux not to mention regret!!!! AAAARRRGGGGHHHH. Does this mean I could slip back into my old eating habits just like that?
So, what am I to do? I can't take back what I ate but I can move on and chalk it up to experience. Should I just call the cable company to remove most of our channels? Should I pick up a night time hobby that involves my hands so I'm not tempted to eat? I'm not eating because I'm hungry...the Lord knows, I could live off my body fat for months and still not be hungry! I read when I go to bed but maybe I should start reading beforehand? Questions, questions!!!!!
Oh, in closing.....one more question.....why do people carry and use fingernail clippers in public? I'm in the library writing this and I can see (not to mention HEAR) one young missy clipping away at her fingernails. I guess I should be thankful she doesn't do her toenails too!!!
Thanks for reading! Hope you are all Sparking away!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Well, I've done it now folks! I've discovered the earth's best beauty secret and the best part about this discovery is that I'm making it available to all of you for the low, low price of.......reading this blog!
I bet you've all known about this beauty secret for some time but do you take advantage of its powerful abilities all the time or only when you think about it? It can be utilized day or night but it is best used under duress or when you are tired or having a bad day. And the best part about using my special secret is that it is meant for sharing! Now, everybody you meet on a day to day basis can benefit from this secret but you have to share it first.
Yes, I'm talking about a smile!!! Go ahead and smile now...there you look at least ten years younger and I bet you feel a wee bit better. Now, the secret is to keep that smile! Like anything you have to practice so please don't just smile this one time. Smile in the car when you are driving, smile in public, smile when you are doing your housework, smile when you are cooking supper, smile at the grocery store, smile at your children, and above all smile when you are alone!!!
Now, I can hear some of you saying to yourselves, "but my smile isn't perfect". Heck, who has perfect teeth (perhaps those with super white chicklet teeth that have cost them a lot of money) but I'm talking from experience. I HATE my teeth! I have the biggest gap between my two front teeth that I think I look like the cover of Mad magazine! But you know what, people often comment on my smile. Go figure! Granted if I had the money I would probably be tempted to have my smile fixed but according to many of you and my friends, there is nothing to correct. It used to really bother me and I used it as another excuse to "hate" myself but now as I age (ahem....gracefully????) I'm getting more accepting of who I am. Either that or I've stopped being so superficial.
I work with a bunch of young students who average out to be about 22 in age. They all wear the latest and the best of everything, every hair is in place, makeup is applied just so but they all look so bloody unhappy! It is the ones who have realized happiness requires an attitude adjustment that look the best and they are often not the beauty pageant types!
I try to smile all the time for several reasons:
1) It supposedly uses fewer facial muscles than frowning
2) It serves as a mental adjustment for me
3) It makes people wonder what you are up to.....which is my personal favourite reason!
I love mischief! People are always wondering what I'm up to when in reality all I'm doing is smiling. Keep them guessing and please pass on this wonderful "secret". I'll even forgo the postage and handling! hee-hee
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