Wednesday, November 30, 2011
My prayer for 2012 is for
A fat bank account & a thin body.
Please don't mix these up like you did last year.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Miracles do happen! How many of you have actually LOST weight while on vacation. I couldn't do my daily weigh-in, which really bugged me at times, and I decided to just relax and eat the way my body told me to. I wasn't always good. In Mexico you could drink only bottled water, so with certain foods I decided to splurge and have a beer! I had enchilada's, pizza, a big sundae for dessert one night, dessert 2 or 3 times -- and actually did not worry that much about exactly what I ate. One day I even ate a whole, regular size Snickers!
Of course on the other hand, most days we walked our butts off. My pedometer was stuck on kilometers and I couldn't change it, so I could only keep track of my steps, but there was a lot of up and down climbing -- and you know that's a LOT harder than walking on a level area. Archaeological sites don't have the word LEVEL in their vocabulary!
There were a couple of days when my knees and hips felt the stress of it all, and I thought I might not last another day, but all in all this vacation had just the right amount of activity and the right amount of "me" or rest time. Our evenings were almost always free and we'd take turns being on the computer, and while DH was on, I'd get in my much-needed "read" time.
This trip totally changed my concept of Mexico, as Mexico City was certainly nothing like the border towns I had been to previously. Back in 2002 I did fly to Cancun for a week at about this same time of year, but the area I was in was strictly condo's, timeshares, and very tourist oriented. I saw the pyramids there on Thanksgiving Day and that was the only time I saw anything other than the fancy timeshares where the tourists stay when they go to visit that part of Mexico.
I definitely liked what I saw of Mexico -- although I could never in a million years hope to drive a car there. You need to be able to drive 50 or more kph and maintain a distance of like 3 inches from the other car, and feel free to cut in at any time. Whoever has their front bumper in the front evidently has "right-of- way" so they have to be watching all the time, and you seldom see any "fender- benders" and very few cars with scratches or dents. Amazing!
Give me a couple of days to sort out some of the hundreds of photo's we took, and I will make up a blog showing some of the highlights. In the mean time I'm one Happy Camper with my new weight.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
While vacations always have many happy moments, it is quite likely there will be one or two things you can look back on and laugh about -- but while you were experiencing them, they weren't so funny!
Our first day I guess the highlight was attending the Ballet Folklorica of Mexico as it was spectacular! The choreography was outstanding, and the whole thing seemed happy and full of joy!
Highlight of the second day was the amazing archaeological sites we had the good fortune to visit. How they can look so good after all these thousands of years of amazing. And the museums are so interesting -- we have many photo's but they will not be available until after we get home.
The traffic is enough to make you shutter -- and the silver lining for the day is that you have a driver, one who is an experienced professional -- I do not wish to drive at 80 km with bare inches separating me and the car next to me. You need an excellent sense of distance perception so you aren't scraping your car up. It would be very wearing on my nerves to say the least. Plus the fact that for no reason at all the police will decide to block a road, and that means a detour. Fine and dandy is you are a native and well acquainted with the various routes. A true disaster if you are a foreigner like us.
Then yesterday as we were zipping along one of their freeways, suddenly the traffic came to a sudden stop! And I do mean STOP! As far as the eye could see the cars had come to a halt -- looking back as far as you could see the traffic was also stopped. Three lanes of traffic, all stopped. Why? We wondered. But with the language barrier we had no idea. Finally our tour guide found out from others who were stopped that there were protesters causing the blockade, and they were protesting the price of fuel. Can't blame them for that. The gas prices in Mexico are even higher than in our own Arizona! Would it help them to do the blockade? NO! After all -- what purpose would it serve? But we sat in line with every other car as there was no way out -- sat for a total of about 5 hours!
We can laugh about it now, but it wasn't the least bit comfortable or funny at the time. I was constantly worried that I would have to go to the restroom, of which there were NONE! Luckily nothing happened and we were finally on the way, and naturally my first request was for our tour guide to find us a toilet. I know the Spanish word for that (bano) -- because with IBS I always worry about problems like that.
Today there were no such problems. Our only problems today was to find a taxi get them to understand where we wanted to go, and what the cost would be. At the end of the day (actually about 3:00 p.m.) I was exhausted and more than ready to head back to our hotel.
Travel is great, but it can really zap your energy level.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Tired of spending my time doing housework, I decided that going to the gym couldn't be any harder than what I was experiencing at home. So I went . . . .
I tried the stair stepper first. The first several steps made me feel like I could keep this up all day -- it was so EASY. I moved the level up to a "3" so the steps would come up a little faster. Now it was making me pant a little, my breath was coming much faster and it was much harder. I had gone 2 floors so far.
I'm getting out of breath and I think my pulse is about 115, the little indicator says I have now gone 5 floors! I think I can hold on to make a couple more.....pant, pant I know I must be losing a LOT of weight!
I finally see that I have made it for 7 floors; and I press the STOP button. I slide to the floor, grateful to be done with that one. Next exercise will be something a bit easier -- get my heartbeat back down to normal. So I try the treadmill. As I first start to walk at 2.5 the indicator says my pulse is 98, so it's already dropped a lot. I up my speed to 3.0 for a minute or two, then on up to 3.3 as the distance is accumulating. Whew! Walking is more my speed, that stair stepper could kill a person if they weren't in good shape. Like me! lol
My pulse went down to 90 and I increased the speed until it read 94 for my pulse, and as I am 73 years old, that still isn't what they want it to be, but it will do for now -- I'm just getting back into this exercise routine! I've been watching a thin little girl do a pull-down, which I figure must be good for the arms. As I usually concentrate on my legs I figure I'd better go try that one too. I leave it at 40 lbs. which is where she had it set. After all, we're both women, right? It didn't feel too bad, so I do two reps of 15 on that one. Now I'm starting to feel STRONG -- I don't know why my head is getting all sweaty, but it must be a good thing.
I go back to the stair stepper, remembering in less than a week I'll be hiking around in Mexico. I don't want to fall flat on my face. But as it's my second time on it, I keep the level at 2 this time, no use pushing it. After 8 more floors I see it is a total of 15 floors for me. I figure that's a good number and I move on to the bike.
The bike is sooooo easy compared to some of the contraptions you find at the gym that I use it as my "cool-down" and stay on it for 5 minutes just for that purpose, but it gives me another mile that I've travelled so I feel good about it.
Looking in the mirror:
Ya! You're looking good, babe! Keep going to the gym and you'll do OK!
See all of you at the gym! Workouts are wonderful!
Thursday, November 10, 2011
TWAS THE NIGHT OF THANKSGIVING,
BUT I JUST COULDN'T SLEEP.
I TRIED COUNTING BACKWARDS,
I TRIED COUNTING SHEEP..
THE LEFTOVERS BECKONED -
THE DARK MEAT AND WHITE,
BUT I FOUGHT THE TEMPTATION
WITH ALL OF MY MIGHT.
TOSSING AND TURNING WITH ANTICIPATION,
THE THOUGHT OF A SNACK BECAME INFATUATION.
SO, I RACED TO THE KITCHEN, FLUNG OPEN THE DOOR,
AND GAZED AT THE FRIDGE, FULL OF GOODIES GALORE.
GOBBLED UP TURKEY AND BUTTERED POTATOES,
PICKLES AND CARROTS, BEANS AND TOMATOES.
I FELT MYSELF SWELLING SO PLUMP AND SO ROUND,
'TIL ALL OF A SUDDEN, I ROSE OFF THE GROUND.
I CRASHED THROUGH THE CEILING, FLOATING INTO THE SKY,
WITH A MOUTHFUL OF PUDDING AND A HANDFUL OF PIE.
BUT, I MANAGED TO YELL AS I SOARED PAST THE TREES....
HAPPY EATING TO ALL - PASS THE CRANBERRIES, PLEASE.
MAY YOUR STUFFING BE TASTY,
MAY YOUR TURKEY BE PLUMP..
MAY YOUR POTATOES 'N GRAVY HAVE NARY A LUMP.
MAY YOUR YAMS BE DELICIOUS.
MAY YOUR PIES TAKE THE PRIZE,
MAY YOUR THANKSGIVING DINNER STAY OFF OF YOUR THIGHS!!
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