Sunday, October 19, 2008
Ok, today's blog is pretty much for me and everyone else that has this happen.
I got flabby! Flabby flabby flabby!!! So, of course, I started searching and was told "Strength Training", "Exercise", Strength Training"... so I got out my exercise videos and walked the WATP 3 miles with the Stretchie! I have been doing the exercises recommended. I even started doing squats squats squats but only as far as the discomfort because of my knees. I don't need trouble knees.
Well, I even donated blood on Thursday and brought my own snack! Passed out *sheesh* and had to have the cookie anyway.
End results? Up a pound from the blood donation and now up 2 more!! While I tell myself that I am making muscle it still doesn't feel good to gain weight while watching my calories and exercising faithfully. Not once did I go over my range of 1200-1550, not even on "cookie day" which I must confess I really didn't want to enjoy. Only one day high sodium from canned veggies *aargh* I must remember canned is salt!
Am I going to give up? Heck NO! Little setback from making muscles and possibly water retention is no reason to cry uncle! And I just can't take the chance of the flab getting too out of control so exercise is the only answer I can think of.
Just wanted to share since this is probably as negative as I have felt since my "NEW ME" day of March 27, when I finally got my act together and started losing a large part of me.
The good news is my flabby thighs are 1/2" smaller today!
Hugs and hope this is a great week!
**edited: I don't want confusion - I am not giving up, not getting discouraged - just a small setback that I know will correct itself in time. It does help to know I am not the only saggy-baggy out there.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
I received this email today:
I cannot believe this. This is my dear friend's little boy, Cole.
I worked with her for over two years at the same place. All she ever talked about was her son, Cole. I have tried to call her, but of course I can well imagine she is simply not capable of even speaking.
She, Julie, is an angel. You could never want to meet a more kind or gentle person than what she is.
If you can spare a prayer to find this child please.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Well another month is over and saw me to new goals. I lost 8.4 lbs this month and 8 inches (counting both legs and both arms) so it was a great month!
I also dropped 1.5 points on my BMI taking me to overweight and leaving Obesityville behind me forever!
Today's picture is me, today, at my CW of 162.7 and feeling great in my new shorts!
I can only dream what October will be like!
Hugs to all,
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I had decided to write a blog called Motivation over the weekend. I was planning to explain why I am not needing motivational support from Spark Members. Both my parents have/had heart conditions and we are talking a lot of medicines that I am choosing not to put into my body if I am able to prevent it.
I have 2 sisters older than me, one quite heavy, the other slim. Both have assorted medical problems, some from stress. If losing this weight can prevent some of the family health problems I am all for it. If walking will help my heart, I will become a "walking fool."
Then I got an email from a spark-buddy, my first here, asking how I am. My reply to her is the blog you will read below if you choose to.
Good Morning Marty,
It is 5am and here I sit on my balance ball typing at Spark People, lol.
I moved my dad out to my place (his own brand new mobile home on my property) when he stopped eating in November last year. Well, finally he decided why not rent the house? On my part because it was still so full of stuff. Well, we got it all down to one room and I still have about 3-4 truckloads left to haul so yesterday I just wore myself out somehow. I think maybe stress now that we are so near the end. That is how my body handles things - I don't fall apart until the end of a job like this. I was in bed at 7:30 last night, just couldn't keep my eyes open and I hurt everywhere like an elephant had been tap dancing on my body.
But this morning here is an email from you asking how I am. Sometimes it is just nice to be able to tell someone how I feel so I thank you most heartily!
I am really glad you are almost 100% and your weight just keeps coming down! Walking 45 minutes daily is awesome! " I couldn't be happier for you if I was twins."
I have discovered my walking is therapeutic! I have become compulsive about getting it all in first thing in the morning but while my feet are moving so is my brain. I just feel so cleansed when I get back to the house, and yes, exhausted too!
My walking buddy had cancer of the appendix, very very rare. She will be undergoing Chemo therapy every other week, 2 days a week. Very intensive for a minimum of 6 months and possibly a full year. We don't know how her body will react since she only starts this week if her blood is ok. I can't tell you how thankful I am that she is still here. Her appendix ruptured and the amount of scraping that had to be done! Plus she didn't know she had appendicitis, she thought it was a kidney stone.
Cathy is the best friend I have ever had in my entire life of 56 years. She moved across the street about 5 years ago but we bonded after Hurricane Katrina and we lean on each other when needed. She is out of the Navy on disability for Rheumatoid Arthritis and begged everyone in her family to walk with her but no one would. One day she just dropped her garden things and fell into step behind Ray & I on our walk. She told us that she needed to walk but wasn't able to make herself do it on her own and that even if she couldn't walk with us we couldn't stop her from walking behind us. Well, my Ray is really something special and from that day forward he gave up walking with me so that I could become Cathy's walking buddy. She was only able to walk about 1/2 mile but I managed to spur her on to almost 2 miles daily. Her doctors were so impressed and told her she needed to keep walking. Now she was told that it was the walking that got her through 3 surgeries within the past 3 months and told her that if she continues to walk to the best of her ability her body will get through this intensive chemo better.
I'm sitting here with tears forming because it is such a blessing for me to be able to do this with her. She has really thrown herself into our walks and managed 4 miles the other day at my pace of 3 MPH. I have told her I will walk with her daily no matter the distance or speed just so she gets in some walking whenever she can. Even if it is only to her mailbox. God really blessed me when Cathy moved across the street.
I am crying now so I am going to end here. Marty, I hope you don't mind but I think I am going to use this email as a Blog. It is the best example of motivation I can think of.
My chosen image is my dad sitting on his new front porch with a local stray (someone actually dumped her out a year ago!) he befriended and finally adopted. They are God's gift to each other.
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