I realize I haven’t updated a bit on the original reasons I started this blog, the weight thing. I have posted some things I love, and a lot of rather whiney stuff that I could have left unsaid. Maybe the whiney stuff gets all out in this format and does not stretch over to my daily life, because that is actually going great. I find myself in an almost magical spot as far as the weight. I am enjoying exercising again, not having any trouble with my knee, and have lost all desire to snack. In fact, I have almost lost interest in food. I’m not going back to anexoria, (been there, done that, got too fat for the tee shirt) but neither am I counting calories. I cancelled the surgery that I was going to have in September, and got my hair done on the day I was suppose to have the preliminary lab work and MD visit. I just have too much to do to eat, and I have as of this morning lost 27 pounds. I don’t expect to be where I want to be before spring, but still, Christmas should find me back in all the nice things I got for myself when I lost the last time. I know the loss will slow down a bit from time to time, but that will give me an opportunity to get work on muscle tone and keep my metabolism going.
I just can’t seem to resist those Internet tests, so took the true age one last week. I was surprised to find out that I scored 10 years younger than my actual age. Irrationally I started to take it again and alter the numbers to see how much younger I could get if I was thinner, or got more exercise, but then I caught myself. Now just whom would I be lying to? As great as it would be to be younger, it’s not going to happen. I will “surrender gracefully the things of youth”, but embrace eagerly the joys of wisdom gained through experience. Not wanting to be whiney again, but my husband takes many hundreds of dollars worth of pills each month, while I take nothing at all. He came home from the pharmacy a few months ago with 5 extra daily dose pill boxes that he got on sale. I asked him why he got so many, since he already has two in every room. He said, “I got them for you when you start taking pills”. You would think I would have been mad, but it was so typical of him, I just shrugged.
Right now I’m off to the gym, but not before I stop by the mall and see about a new bathing suit. I spent the morning cleaning house and doing laundry while he slept. He woke at noon and I asked him what his plans were for the day. He told me the car races were on TV and he would be flipping between them and a couple of old movies. I know he will top that off with an evening of drinking in front of the computer. He won’t even notice I’m not here.
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