My whole life I grew up hating fat free, sugar free stuff. My grandmother used to make sugar free chocolate pudding that was awful tasting. I hated it and basically applied my feelings for that to all SF/ LF/ FF foods. I’ve now reached 51 and have found that I am gaining weight that doesn’t seem to want to leave as easily as it did when I was 30. Just part of getting old as I’ve heard and read about many times. I track what I eat, work out to a sweat a couple times a week, walk almost every day and drink lots of water. Same things I’ve done for years just harder to use as successful weight loss tools now. Part of my problem is over eating. not eating too much like to make me puke but too much as in more than a serving. I also have yet to figure out calories that I need to actually accomplish a caloric deficit. I’ve been everywhere from 1100 – 2600 with varied workouts. Maybe I’m not dedicated enough but back to the point of this post. I hated fat free etc. I love almond flour waffles and love to dip them in syrup. Just for the record dipping homemade waffles in syrup is WAY better than just pouring syrup on them. Just wanted to make that clear LOL
So every day I start over trying to be better than the day before. This weekend when I went shopping I bought some Walden Farms fat free/ sugar free blueberry syrup. If I hated it I could always go for my old reliable Aunt Jemima regular syrup in the Market Basket version. I opened it up today and WOW! it was delicious much to my surprise! It’s my new favorite obsession for breakfast and one that will save me on calories allowing me to move them to other places in the day which may or may not help me budge the scale off the number it’s currently at. Change happens in little increments made one at a time. My goal of course is a new pair of leggins that I need to shed 10 lbs to earn. I’ll get there by making small changes and not giving up.
On a side note, I signed up for Falmouth Virtual Road Race this year and have not trained 1 day! I’ve run but running and training are two different things. I better get motivated to get up to 7 miles or my running buddy might strangle me if I make her walk 7 miles LOL! I better get moving!
WHAT????? Who the hell is this person? My whole life has been finishing my plate on most day but not because I was hungry for it all …. I ate it because it was on my plate. New habit? Maybe. It was really weird but a little amazing at the same time.
So as of now, it’s back to work setting goals and working hard to get where I want to be.
I’ve been walking a LOT lately. Partly because I stopped running and need to do something and partly because I am participating in my work’s step challenge for May. I won the first week because I pretty much set my mind to winning and I wanted the gift certificate!
Well, I won hands down by a LOT which made me feel happy. So now I cannot WIN but I’m playing anyway for fun. In order to motivate myself to keep walking so much, I’ve turned it into a game with myself. I want to see if I can beat last week’s steps. I had 103,285 between Monday and Friday last week. This week it looks like I’ll have no problem beating myself. Today being Friday is the last day. I need + 9564 steps to beat last week and so far I have 4,478 in the books. It looks like it will be another successful week!
I’m reading the book Indestractable and one of the ways they tell you to get rid of distractions is by making a not so fun task fun. Not necessarily so it’s actually FUN but make it a game of sorts or make it a challenge and it becomes less daunting. Without a reward behind my efforts this week I had to make it fun by trying to beat myself. I like a good challenge so I’m up to the task. The next two weeks might be more difficult but even one step beyond my goal is a win! it’s all in how you look at it and these days of being in the house all the time, having fun, and finding ways to make the days less monotonous is key!
I know that the Lord doesn’t need me to talk out loud because he can hear me always, but sometimes you need to hear yourself in order to really give what you’re going through some real-world perspective. I pretty much throw it all out there from frustrations with age-induced weight gain to questions and concerns about family, menopause, marriage, work, family, etc. I’m always happier and I feel better at the end of our daily talks. Whether it be 1.25 miles or once around the block or my longer 3-mile walk, He listens to me the entire way. I find the things that bother me the most take up my entire 3-mile walk! He never tires of hearing the same concerns and he never interrupts me. I do laugh a little bit at our daily sessions because I am like …………SQUIRREL! I can be all over the place and I get distracted regularly. I envision Him laughing at me when these occurrences happen because it always does. I think that I amuse Him sometimes just because I can be a lot of work to stay with during our chats.
little most likely because my mother taught me to believe. I’ve always known that God is near me. I’m pretty sure he protected me from really bad things when my parents were going through a divorce. I feel as though He helped my mother find my stepfather and a place to live. Basically, He has had a hand in making sure I’ve always been ok. I’ve developed a much greater relationship with him since getting married and having children. He was there for me when I was at my lowest, taught me the lessons I need when I was at my stupidest, and he’s rewarded me when I was most in tune with him. I can say that since August I’ve taken a much deeper dive into knowing Him and discovering what He wants me to do with my life. I’ve been humbled, crumbled, and fumbled in front of Him and he always picks me up.
this is week 5 of the Covid-19 quarantine aka Corona Virus quarantine. Everyone that is non-essential has been told to stay home. I will say that the list of “essential business'” does seem strange in part. My local bait shop is considered essential? I mean really? It’s not a wholesale distributor selling to commercial fishermen who supply grocery stores with fish. they are a tiny little shop but I understand they probably just need to stay afloat. I can’t say I wouldn’t do the same if it were my bread and butter on the line. At the moment May 4th is the date set to return to normalcy. I’m not so sure that is a good idea since we are in the height of the pandemic with many new cases still surfacing and many still dying from this virus. Thus far here is where we stand locally and in the world with cases -recovered – deaths.

I’m with my family all the time. Now, this for me is really a plus but there are times when they forget that mom being in the kitchen is really Mom at work. I have a red button to tell them when I’m on the phone which has worked wonderfully for all of us. Rather ingenious I think and yes I’m patting my back on that one! Other downsides are looking at the dishes pile up during the day. We all have things to do and the kids do help me with stuff around the house but during the times when I can’t do dishes and they can’t do dishes, it bugs me to no end to watch them sit there. I’m also not moving around like I was. Well, actually I’m moving more because I walk 3 miles a day but I don’t move around from 8-5 like I was. I guess it’s actually a positive because my steps per day went from 5-7K a day when I was working in the office somewhere between 17-21K per day. No weight change however which is a bummer. The biggest downer to being at home is missing my friends and having contact with people at work. It’s easy to get isolated and to feel sad.
nd after picture of the city. Smogless because people are not driving around and companies are not polluting the air. Bodies of water are cleaner because boats are not stirring up silt and debris and polluting the water. The world over we find people and companies coming together to help one another. That alone amazes me the most. In a time of trouble people are being kinder to one another and companies are doing generous things to help us all get through this. Major manufacturing plants have purchased the equipment to make masks for the healthcare workers that don’t have them. Restaurants that cannot open for sit down dining are offering free delivery to your door. Just some amazing things that give you just a glimmer of hope that we as a people of God can really do the right thing when we want to.
canceled plans, being super happy and not complaining about my life and other such nonsensical behaviors. These days I have taken to thinking about what I want every day and IF I want my friends to join me I invite them. Interestingly I also get invited without being the one to have to reach out and say “hey how are YOU? What are YOU doing? When can WE get together?” I mean it always seems to be me me me that shoulders all the responsibility for the friendship and only on their terms. This does not include all my friends but seriously there are just some over my life that have taken way too much of my time trying to be friends with.
chatting and they mentioned going away for a couples weekend. I composed a rather lengthy reply to them explaining why I wouldn’t be able to do something like that as my relationship with my husband doesn’t include stuff of the romantic nature for the most part. I started listing and justifying the reasons why it wouldn’t happen and then making sure they knew that I was ok with the”why” and that my life as it is, was, is and will always be my choice. After writing all of what ended up as very unnecessary responses, it still did not seem like enough of a justification that would make my old friend models happy.
The simple reply they offered was one of mere acceptance of me, knowing that I was ok with my reasoning and mentioning that they couldn’t wait to spend time with me soon. Their focus in their life happens to be on a good and strong marriage and life long commitment, not whether or not you do weekend getaways. This is a very weird situation for me but why haven’t I been here before now? I was prepared for more justification and some emotional diatribe and discussion that just didn’t need to happen because they are ok with ME and my life the way it is. I was prepared to make excuses and get sympathy that I was going to thwart but that also didn’t happen. Hmmm, I guess friends accept friends for their relationship decisions and circumstances (barring danger) and that’s just that. I felt weirdly supported and much better about my life choices and didn’t feel like I had to be on the defensive. Maybe life really starts when you’re 50 or maybe you just stop worrying about everyone else and start living what most likely is your best life. Maybe both.