2016: Day 15 - "You Put the Wrong Stuff Back!" I Wanted to Scream!
Friday, January 15, 2016
I will meet my water goal of 8.5 glasses. I exceeded, but only slightly, both my step and my mileage goal (10675 and 4.03 respectively). When I got home, I studied for a few minutes, ate something and eventually decided to take a short walk. My Fitbit told me I needed X steps to reach my goal (fewer than 1000), so I walked to the corner store with my cane just in case.
I live in what might be the poorest city in San Mateo County, California (on the Peninsula about halfway between San Francisco and San Jose). I am not, thank God, the poorest in this community. There is a LOT of poverty here and we are surrounded by crazy wealth. This corner store is very expensive and I don't shop there for groceries. It's a tiny store and probably locally owned. A few years ago, a Mi Pueblo grocery store came to town and it is the best store in town (I don't shop there either except as a last resort) and you would think that this chain store would have put the mom and pop stores out of business. Not so. Part of that might be that I don't think Mi Pueblo sells anything harder than beer. The little stores sell it all.
Every once in a while, I buy a lottery ticket and it's fun to think about "what if", but I am careful. I don't want to awaken a slumbering giant of addictive behavior (food is enough, thank you! ~ jk). As I walked through the store, I saw a lady who may be my age, shorter and even heavier than I am, loading a hand cart with chips, chitlins and beef jerky and other stuff like that. When we arrived at the counter, I realized the older woman and the young boy were with her. Grandma, not quite as short and not quite as heavy, had the refried beans, the milk and the half gallon of something that looked like Sunny D but could have been orange juice and white flour tortillas. Mom's card was not going through. They tried several times. Eventually, they put back the milk and the orange colored beverage. After another failed attempt, they put back the tortillas and the beans. This left the roughly 40 bags of snacks. The charge went through.
As I left the store with my scratcher, I saw them piling into a very new VW Tiguan. All the way home, I reminded myself that I don't know the story. Maybe the snacks were for a party and the other items were in the "oh, by the way" category. I cannot judge, but maybe this blog means that I really am judging. Truly I don't mean to, but I so wanted, especially for the little boy's sake, to say or do something. I thought, would I have bought their groceries if I'd had more than 2 dollars with me? I might have, just to make sure they got something at least marginally healthy. But I don't know the whole story.
I can only control myself and I have not, obviously, done a good job of that or I, too, would not be morbidly obese. I cannot point fingers and I should not call the kettle black. But I can't help wishing, hoping and praying that the boy gets a better start nutritionally and that these two women make themselves a priority and take care of themselves too.
Unexpectedly, I am having more success walking now that I am not focused on the step count. Instead, I am motivated by the 20.16 miles I want to walk each week.
I will be going in to work extra early so I can put 11.5 hours in, leave early and actually have some fun tomorrow night. The primary employer's recreation committee got discount tickets to the San Jose Sharks (hockey) game. My general counsel bought 2 and can't go so he offered them to me gratis. The tickets include food and drinks (I might have one drink, but will give the other drink ticket to one of my coworkers.) BF is in AA so he won't drink, but he won't be tempted by it either. We will have a little bit of walking to do, but probably not enough for me to reach my goal unless I work in some steps while at work. So, I will plan that way! I want to make this goal for the 2nd week.
Thank you for the support, the comments and the goodies! You help me keep stepping forward!