and I ran..I ran so far away..(Flock of Seagulls)

OK so I said I was determined to lose weight and I am. I knew it would be work but boy I am mad. I am mad at myself for getting where I am and having to do this now. My wonderful and ever supportive husband went running with me tonight...ok not running...more like a really, really slow jog but it's a start.

 

Half way through the torture..I mean jog...I noticed this strange sound. I've heard it before but it was close. So, I kept jogging and the noise didn't go away it followed me. I started looking around to see if anyone was following us and I didn't find anyone there. We kept going and when we stopped to power walk, the noise got more faint. We starting jogging again and the sound came back louder. It wasn't until the second time we did our stop and start that I realized that the noise that had been following me was me. I was wheezing like a asthmatic in the middle of a wheat field. OH MY GOSH! How sad is it that I didn't even realize I was the one making all the noise?! I had been so focused on setting mini-goals like getting to the end of the block before stopping that I didn't know I was really wheezing.  After everything was said and done we went home to have dinner. This is what I looked like at the dinner table after the jog.

 

I was done for. I didn't finish dinner. I couldn't it was too painful to breath much less chew and swallow WHILE breathing. I am sticking with it and will do this fun-filled experience again tomorrow. This running and weight loss stuff reminds me of a joke I once heard...stop me if you know this one.

 

A guy was telling his friend that he wanted to lose weight but nothing worked. So his friends gave him a number to call and told him that he would lose weight GUARANTEED! The guy went home and called the number. The man on the other line told him that they would start bright and early the next morning and to be ready.

 

The next morning the doorbell ran and this beautiful woman was standing there in very tight and short running shorts and a tank top. He was shocked but had a smile from ear to ear looking at this woman up and down. "If you can catch me you can have me." She said in a sexy, sultry voice. For six weeks everyday she would come to the door and told him the same thing, "If you can catch me you can have me." Well, this guy was dropping weight right and left and finally he was getting very close to catching this woman.

 

So on the day he was positive that he would finally catch her he wore tight tank top showing off his new toned body and tight running shorts. The doorbell rang and he opened the door with enthusiasm. A very large and not so attractive woman was standing there. He was shocked! "Can I help you?" He asked. The lady responded, "Yes, that pretty lady at the weight loss center told me to come here and tell you that if I could catch you I could have you."

 

The moral of the story...just keep running. : )

Until next time...

Oh and a quick shout out to to my friend, who is playing the Willie Nelson song "On the road again" in Katy, Texas. You go girl!

Determined

I woke up this morning to the sound of laughter and the smell of coffee. I went to join in but found I could not move the way I thought I could. So I rolled out of bed and stood on my creaking, aching knees and painfully walked to the stairs. I stood at the top of the stairs for a bit contemplating the journey. My feet still tingling from being asleep were causing me to double think my physical abilities. With my left leg first, it almost felt like the hokey pokey going down.

 

I got to he middle landing and knew this was crazy. I'm not even 40! How could this have happened? It was so subtle, this weight gain. Only yesterday I was frolicking pain free in my back yard now a larger shell of my former life I tire easy and maintain a regime that supports my weight-full existence.

 

No more! I am rebelling! I am determined and I will succeed...now, all I need to know is...where's the coffee?   

Time for a change

I'm sure that everyone has come to a point in their lives when a change was needed. Whether it was due to illness, loss of a job, moving, friend purging, ex-boyfriends/husbands, whatever. I am in that situation now. It seems that as we get older we tend to get more isolated with our friendships and the ones that we do form are more acquaintances rather than the old "best friends" we used to know in school. I might be alone on this but I doubt it. I had another blog, My Bytch Blog, but I have decided to step away from that one for just a while. As time goes on, you-my one reader, will understand why.

 

I guess I am not a very good judge of character and so I have been lead astray with "friends." No bother, as Scarlett O'Hara said in Gone with the Wind..."after all, tomorrow is another day." I will keep my chin(s) up and focus on what really matters to me.

 

I need a change. I have changed my house, my car and now I am changing who I choose to associate with, I also need to change my health. I have gained too much weight and am looking forward to losing some of it and never finding it again.

 

My daughter has joined Cross Country in her high school and it has prompted me to get more healthy and perhaps take up running. Of course, I get winded going up the stairs so this will not be easy at first. I expect that, but I am looking forward to the ends justifying the means.

 

For those of you out there that find this blog and wonder just who I am, let me introduce myself. I am a writer of poetry. I have two books and love to revere these wonderful technological,cyber notepads (blogs) as my personal journal. So you will hear a lot of my rants and crazy antics. I hope they are entertaining enough to solicit comments and feedback.

 

Until next time...