Interlude of Stress-Signs of Recovery
Thursday, May 31, 2012
When I thought of blogging this am, I thought about my Interlude of stress. I had to look up interlude to make sure I am using in the correct context. Please look below to see the interlude defined: t
An intervening period of time.
A pause between the acts of a play.
intermission - interval - interact - intermezzo
My life lately has been an interlude of stress. Some job hunting, some day to day life eatting healthy, struggling to eat health, balancing my budget on unemployment, raising a sixteen year old daughter, who sometimes reminds me that I have to keep Jesus in my life!! I have been sparking for approximately eight months and I have not lost the 100 pounds I wanted to lose in eight months. Yes, I realize I have some unreal expectations,but I will deal with that. Plus, dealing with the police when a "predator" approached my daughter and the police told me,"that laws are funny", but a crime has not been committed. But they were clear with me, if I attacked him I would be arrested!!! He has been warned and the police has been warned. I am going to COMMIT a crime, if he as much as speaks to my daughter!!! Despite all of this, I have keep 11 out of 12 appointments for personal training, gone to my water aerobics at least once a week, picked up the elliptical training and trying to build to 30 minutes. Have entertained the gym employee who claps when I complete my 7 minutes of elliptical!! He always tell me I am doing GOOD!! I am not sure if he making fun of me or not, but I accept all comments!!I have managed my emotional eating and have not had any binges, not even while passing the donut shop or the donut drive through This is quite an interlude for a big girl like me, struggling to break through to 399. I can feel some improvements, some more leg definition. I can feel my knees. I jokingly say, I can feel my six pack breaking through!! My bodybuilder trainer laugh with me on that one. Everyday I am trying to save my life. Another Biggie, my big scene television which was a good friend DIED!!! It has been more than 2 and half weeks, I do not try to get it to work anymore, I am not replacing it at this time. I am beginning to hear the song, BRICKHOUSE by the Commodores playing in my head when I am struggling to breathe when I work out. The music is a good thing!! I feel better, I feel like I look better and I am regaining some confidence. Thank you God, Sparkpeople and my fellow Sparkers! We are on this road to RECOVERY together.