What a weekend! It was successful to say the least - I rested, I had fun, and Im ready to tackle the week.
John left for the weekend to go to the Tomah tractor pulls and I had the weekend and the house to myself. It was lovely.
Friday night I came home from work and reorganized the coffee table with new baskets for the bottom shelf that I purchased. I think we had papers from three years ago that I finally got rid of. I also hauled a few laundry baskets upstairs to be put away later and finished cleaning the downstairs that I didn't get done earlier that week. Then I made some supper and started to watch Glee from season 1 on Netflix. I think I fell asleep fairly early, although I am not sure since I feel asleep watching TV on the recliner in the living room.
Saturday morning I called my sister in law Tricia to see what time they would be ready to start the day. Tricia, Storm, Cater, Mom and I were going to go to Galena for the day. Galena is a little touristy town about an hour south of my house with tons of fun stores. We started the day with stopping for lunch at Happy Joes in Galena and then parked the car downtown and walked around and stopped in a few store for about three hours. Then we headed home. I dropped Tricia and the kids off, and then took mom home. I had to go to church Saturday night because I had a parish council meeting (I am the secretary) and had to be there. Church was interesting and pretty uplifting - another post for another day. The meeting went by pretty quickly and then I went to mom and dads for a really late supper (I was not hungry until nearly 8pm since we had lunch at Happy Joes). I left mom and dads just before 10 and went home - again falling asleep to some episodes of Glee.
Sunday morning I woke up and realized I wanted to finish cleaning the kitchen before John came home so I did that. I ate some breakfast and watched some tv again. Then I went for a walk - ended up going 3 miles and was gone for exactly an hour. I honestly though I was going to stop at one point and just go home, put kept pushing through it. I hope to walk tomorrow morning before work, but I know I can't get in one hour, so maybe a half hour before work and a half hour after - that's the plan anyways.
After I came in from the house I was a sweaty mess - it was nearly 90 degrees so it was hot anyways, but I was gross. So I'm standing in the kitchen drinking what seems like a gallon of water, when John comes home and his friend Steve also stopped in (one of the friends that went to the tractor pulls) - Steve needed a new xm radio antenna and we had an extra. I was rather embarrassed that he saw me looking like that, but oh well, his problem for showing up without me knowing ahead of time :)
After Steve left and I cooled down some more, we went to the living room and started to talk about our weekends. Watched some tv and apparently I was tired because I feel asleep. I took at least a two hour nap. Then woke up, made some supper, did a little cleaning, now blogging and getting ready for bed.
Hope you all had a good weekend too!
Sunday, June 24, 2012
I saw this on Facebook tonight and thought it was fitting:

And boy is that right. I am going to be sore tomorrow. I went for a 3 mile walk today - and it took me exactly one hour - which I didn't think was too bad. Eventually I want to work up to do the C25K program - but I know I need to do some pre challenge work ;)
Tomorrow morning when getting out of bed, and I first stand up - I will feel sore, but I will not feel sorry (well maybe sorry I did not put on sunscreen since I did end up with a sunburn but not sorry that I didn't do anything).
The proverbial road less traveled
I've been down this road once or twice,
traveling to and from I do not know where.
Looking to the future, with nothing to been seen,
glimmer of hope is no longer there.
In a moment when all is upside down,
I realized I was not doing this for me.
To say I have started a weight loss journey at least once or twice in my life is a complete understatement. Its been a struggle from the moment I noticed people's body shapes are different - and mine was always a bit larger. Even then it wasn't so much as being fat, just curves - curves which I wish I had instead of a shapeless body that I no longer recognize
I did this almost two years ago. I was successful for a while. In fact, for about a year I was successful. Then I just stopped. Well, I shouldn't say that I stopped, because I honestly didn't - it was always on my mind. Constantly. The only way I could stop from obsessing was the very thing that got me to where I was - food. In the beginning it wasn't too bad, but as of recently I'm back to using food as my coping mechanism - and I don't want to go back there. I should never have allowed it to self sooth me a year ago anyways. Any who, I am just glad that I realized this before it got too bad.
I have gained some of the weight back that I lost - but not all of it - thank goodness. I think the moment I realized that I was heading back to where I was, when some of the summer clothes I bought last year (because the previous years was too big) was starting to feel a little tighter than they did last summer.
So in an attempt to start over, versus pick up where I left off, I decided to start a new blog. I am more than just someone trying to lose weight, and find her identify - which is what my old blog seemed to portray. Becoming healthy and skinny is not going to create inner peace - I don't know what will, but I do know that will not be the key to finding my inner peace.
traveling to and from I do not know where.
Looking to the future, with nothing to been seen,
glimmer of hope is no longer there.
In a moment when all is upside down,
I realized I was not doing this for me.
To say I have started a weight loss journey at least once or twice in my life is a complete understatement. Its been a struggle from the moment I noticed people's body shapes are different - and mine was always a bit larger. Even then it wasn't so much as being fat, just curves - curves which I wish I had instead of a shapeless body that I no longer recognize
I did this almost two years ago. I was successful for a while. In fact, for about a year I was successful. Then I just stopped. Well, I shouldn't say that I stopped, because I honestly didn't - it was always on my mind. Constantly. The only way I could stop from obsessing was the very thing that got me to where I was - food. In the beginning it wasn't too bad, but as of recently I'm back to using food as my coping mechanism - and I don't want to go back there. I should never have allowed it to self sooth me a year ago anyways. Any who, I am just glad that I realized this before it got too bad.
I have gained some of the weight back that I lost - but not all of it - thank goodness. I think the moment I realized that I was heading back to where I was, when some of the summer clothes I bought last year (because the previous years was too big) was starting to feel a little tighter than they did last summer.
So in an attempt to start over, versus pick up where I left off, I decided to start a new blog. I am more than just someone trying to lose weight, and find her identify - which is what my old blog seemed to portray. Becoming healthy and skinny is not going to create inner peace - I don't know what will, but I do know that will not be the key to finding my inner peace.
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