Sunday, March 07, 2010
When you've eaten too much and you can't write it down,
And you feel like the biggest failure in town.
When you want to give up just because you gave in,
and forget all about being healthy and thin.
So What! You went over your points a bit,
It's your next move that counts...So don't you quit!
It's a moment of truth, it's an attitude change.
It's learning the skills to get back in your range.
It's telling yourself, "You've done great up till now.
You can take on this challenge and beat it somehow."
It's part of your journey toward reaching your goal.
You're still gonna make it, just stay in control.
To stumble and fall is not a disgrace,
If you summon the will to get back in the race.
But, often the struggler's, when loosing their grip,
Just throw in the towel and continue to slip.
And learn too late when the damage is done,
that the race wasn't over...they still could have won.
Lifestyle change can be awkward and slow,
but facing each challenge will help you grow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
the silver tint in a cloud of doubt.
When you're pushing to the brink, just refuse to submit,
If you bite it, you write it....BUT DON'T YOU QUIT!!!!!
Sunday, March 07, 2010
Mr. Right is at work today and he has the family van and my precious laptop. I'll be doing 'church' at home with the wee folk and not so wee folk (the eldest has officially outgrown me - bah humbug). Then I want to go for a ridiculously long walk in this fabulous +5C weather. Chores and homework are in there somewhere, but, I think that I can avoid them.
I feel so energetic!
This is fantastic! I made myself a delicious smoothie as 'Rip' did when I went down for my visit. I forgot the honey! Who forgets sugar? Crazy people...
So far today I'm not feeling as though I'm starving to death so. I have not been in the 'range' of caloric intake yet! It feels as though my tummy is adjusting.
Thanks for the encouragement ladies.
I'm liking the ideas for pampering, I mean rewards when I reach my goals. I think I'll do 5lb increments. I think this pasty white girl may be interested in a tan, pedometer, some work out vids (I hate trying to tackle the Wii tv and room to get space to work out), that brimmed hat (one that does not make me look like Kim Mitchell), I LOVE the makeup idea, NOW I'VE FOUND THE GROOVE....sandals, a new brown leather purse that match those sandals......
Saturday, March 06, 2010
My first weigh-in is coming up and I really hope I have some encouraging results for the effort I've put in. I'm pretty sure I'm starving to death! I think I'll be motivated when I see a lower number. So far my skirts are fitting better. Even my boots take less effort to put on. Yay, me! My boobs are shrinking, as if! So, stuff is happening that's for sure.
I'm starting to think about ways I can reward myself for not going mad. But, I'm going to browse others sites for ideas cuz this is new territory for me. :)
Friday, March 05, 2010
SHM (Sporadic Hemeplegic Migraine) has progressed to a more intense level of pain today. I'm having difficulty coping with the pain and the very aggravating, facial and limb numbness. I'm struggling to exercise any semblance of self-control. I just want to do what everybody does when they get hit with a cruel bout of aches and pains; just curl up in a ball and have an ice cream feast to reward myself for not going stark, raving loony!
I'm a little bitter today. It's easier being on the outside of others lives and seeing them in their storms and having a bit of a clue where their ship is taking them. It's a whole different mess when one is in it. I hate it. I'm having real difficulty allowing someone else to steer this boat. I don't care at his point....No, not true. I care a lot. Even though I 'feel' abandoned and rejected by my God, it's good to know 'feelings' do not equate 'facts'. There's a big picture out there and I'm not part of random chaos, but perfect purpose. He's still driving.
So, I'll quicken this here solo Pity Party and remind myself that God's not cruel, God is love. He doesn't waste suffering. He knows what tomorrow holds. He cares for me. As my cousin reminds me, "When the Lord brings me to it, he'll bring me through it." So as much as I want to stand here (sit here) and vehemently thrash my fists to the Creator of the Universe and tell him to crawl under a rock and take this SHM attack with Him, I'll instead grab hold of this anchor called, Hope and ride this one out (I'm learning to have a healthy respect for the One that allows me to breathe).
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