Monday, December 22, 2014
I can't believe I am still up at 0420. The gym opens in just over half an hour, so there is no point in going to sleep now. Especially since I am wide awake and alert.
Maybe after a swim I will be tired and sleepy. If I am too sleepy, I will take a nap in the car. I do not drive tired. I never drive if I've had a drink or certain meds, either. I know too many people who do stuff like that and I refuse to be that irresponsible.
We found one of my missing swimsuits, so that will make it easier to get to the pool. Hubs also said to get a gym bag with a long strap, so I can safely carry it with crutches. At least until my legs start cooperating again. I need to stop doing stupid things. Like quitting exercising when I start getting to a weight I like more. We all know I'm not going to keep losing if I get lazy.
I did stop myself before I went above my previous surgery weight. But that's the only thing I can say.
My head knows what to do. I have pretty clothes that will fit once I take 20 or more back off. I have a nice belt, so my pretty clothes won't look bad until I've lost about 75. By then, Hubs promised a major shopping spree-from skin out, head to toe. He is so good.
So, I'm going to get dressed, drag myself to the gym, play in the water, then stop and get coffee on the way home. Black coffee. I will take a cocoa packet with me so I can have mocha for 100 calories instend of 680. And I will come home and make breakfast. I can have sausage gravy pot pie for less calories than McDonald's sausage biscuit. Ooh! And grapefruit juice! I love that stuff.
Ok. Off the mobile and into the swimsuit.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Cold outside, which is "duh! You live in Wisconsin and it is December!" Wet, in the pool. Where I dragged myself and worked for a half hour
I planned to do more. Wanted to do more. But their Christmas music was on a 20 minute loop. By the time I changed and was in the water, it was half through loop 1, by the time I had done 30 minutes of exercise it was beginning loop 3. I had already had all I could stand. I didn't even hit the whirlpool. Yes. It was that bad.
Tomorrow? Earplugs. Definitely.
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
A slow one, but it's a start.
I have already done a coach Nicole spark video and it is just now 6am! I also tracked my breakfast and intended lunch.
I hear engines outside, so I am guessing I have more exercise later shoveling snow. I will get the boys to do some, if not most. I need to burn calories, not get hurt.
Hubs should be in sometime tomorrow. He has another treatment Friday morning for the spot the pathologist can't identify. Sigh. It is always something.
It is easier when I remember to just let God handle it. And starting ng back with the my food and exercise helps too.
Now I need to get off the internet and finish Christmas socks to get shipped!
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
I'm sure you recognize the song from the old Christmas cartoon. It resembles my attitude today. One step at a time.
Today, the step was dragging my big butt (please, no comments about needing to feel good about myself at any size. I have to be honest with myself if I am going to change) into the kitchen and making lower calorie foods for while I'm knitting socks for Christmas presents.
I pulled out 2 slices of salami-turkey salami, no less!, a plastic measuring cup-which I filled with raw broccoli, cauliflower and carrots (1 cup) and some saltines.
I did not bake biscuits, fry eggs, and heat sausages gravy. Or eat a box of donuts. Or a plateful of cookies.
I am planning on working out a recipe for turkey sausage gravy for later. I have my substitutes ready for baking, too.
The exercise is going to be a whole different story. Sigh. I will get there...eventually.
Now, off to do a quick exercise video, then back to the socks!!
Monday, December 15, 2014
My mother is having family send her video of my aunt's memorial service. That is creepier than taking photos at a funeral! Ewww!
I get it with celebrities and royalty and such, but not for us "regular folk". My southern relatives taking photos at funerals used to really give me the willeys, too.
I understand wanting photos of the flowers and such, but not while people are there.
And if you want photos with people who you don't see often that came, go outside, go to another room, or at least step away from the casket or urn.
She better not expect me to watch that with her! It is not going to happen.
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