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I got a fitbit!
It's cute and doesn't pinch my chubby arms like the armband did.
I have big dreams for my fit self still. I haven't given up. I'm frolicking with elementary aged kids this summer, so I think that my fitness levels have greatly increased. ... Read more
. The Flower in My Cap .
I haven't weighed myself of over six months, but for no noble reason. My scale has been packed in a box and I simply haven't had the time to pull it out and do the deed.
I'm coming out of a period of time that my family is referring to as ... Read more
Where Have the Last Three Months Gone? Seriously?!
I look at my Start Page every day, but I'm shocked that I haven't really BEEN here for three months! It should be no surprise that I'm still waking up every morning, wondering what it will take for me to put myself first every day. I've spent so... Read more
Body Media Troubles (help?)
I have the LINK armband. I've been (mostly) wearing it since last Summer. There have been a couple of glitches but, since spending all of this time with it, I pretty much understand how it works and what it wants from me.
But now, all of th... Read more
It's Been Decided, Then.
This, again, is for me.
I say this because I'm amazing at starting things, but I've been quite the disaster at any follow-through. I'd have given up on myself by now, but this is the only me I have and I'm just stubborn enough to truly bel... Read more
I found a quote from a book that I read a couple of years ago. The book, itself wrecked me. But these words, read yesterday in a moment of... deep realizations, touched me where I am at this moment in my story.
"Sometimes I can hear my b... Read more
There You Are
It's the up and down of my flickering resolve that confuses me the most.
I'm saying, as a simple matter of fact and without the least bit of drama, that I feel that I'm somewhat missing from myself. It's the only thing I can come up with to... Read more
The Best Surprise
This girl turned 46 yesterday. I don't know, I seriously cannot wrap my head around the number. I just feel as though I'm in my 30s. My husband greeted 50 two weeks ago, and neither of us can match the reality to what it feels like to be us. In ... Read more
It's a Real Live Start
I don't know why I've been so blocked when it comes to exercise. My history remembers that I really love it when I do. I've INTENDED to start for several months now, but I am a master at talking myself out of things I don't want to do.
I lo... Read more
144 Days to Make a Noticeable Start
My husband and I became sick with a choking, hacking chest cough. It's weird, because neither of us have felt sick at all, other than the exploding headache that happens with each coughing episode. It's more annoying than anything. I had the har... Read more
Where Do I Want to Go? Where DON'T I want to go?
I started tracking miles a couple of days ago. For all my time here, I didn't really realize that I could do that and get miles trophies from Sparkpeople. I love trophies. This seems like a rockstar tophy. I haven't gone anywhere yet, but I wil... Read more
I'm Moving In and Changing Things
I'm not sure why I started this "word of focus" thing. I tend to not be much of a joiner. But last year I breathed the word "Present" every day. I forget seventy-two things every single day but, somehow, throughout the year, I remembered that. H... Read more
Hey There, Baby New Year!
I haven't weighed since this weekend, but I DO know that I lost 3 lbs. between the beginning of December and Christmas day. It's not much for some, but significant for me. I plan to weigh in a day or two, once I've flushed a bit of pistachio sod... Read more
Mindful. Chuckle Wryly or Cry. Oh Boy!
In 2006 (or so) I stepped on a scale at my first ever Weight Watchers meeting.
I have always had an issue with my weight, but I had such a hard time facing it. I really hoped that I had been pretty good at hiding it. That's how disconnected... Read more
Time For Real Change
Once again, it has happened too many times to count, I awoke in the wee morning hours feeling the literal and figurative burden of the me I have become. I'm only writing here now because I need to organize my head. I think that, once I begin mak... Read more