really good friends and, naturally, didn't mention some. Don't think anyone's checking up on this, but when you've got something on your mind you may as well say it.
My oldest friend, that is in number of years we've known each other as she's a little younger than me, is my Atlanta-bud. We met when I was in the fifth grade, and that was a really long time ago. She's known me longer than anyone still with us today, except Big Bro and a couple of cousins.
She is lovely, artistically talented and a hoot. She's also kind and generous. During our Savannah trip she shows up with a Christmas present for moi. I didn't have one for her. But I got lovely scarves and a terrific purple purse. She knows I love purple.
She also cares about my well-being and has urged me to get back in the fitness groove, back in the pool and back on a food plan. Fell off that wagon and, so far, I'm still laying by the road waiting to be run over by the other wagons coming along. Don't like where I am, bad rut and rotten condition.
I get worked up and start talking big, then I simply don't do anything. Until this week. The plunge Sunday (literally since I was in the pool) moved me forward some. Not that I've converted to 'healthy person' as personal conviction, not that I don't think it's important, just tired of making brash statements and then failing. But I went back to water class last night and, as of yesterday, I'm recording my FOOD on line in my Weight Watcher's plan.
All of this helps me with my employer-provided benefits since we get credit and monetary rewards for being healthy. But all of that is simply a start. Atlanta-bud has called me on my crap and sets a good example, since she's lost weight, works out and is doing pretty good at maintenance. PLUS she's good at the healthy recipes, good food choices, personal options, etc. to get healthy. Yeah, she's being a royal pain in the neck and I am really grateful for it.
See, when I quit trying, lost my focus, crashed and burned (whatever you wanna call it) I started thinking it didn't matter what condition I was in. Funny thing is, I am unhappy about myself since I look awful and feel worse. And it's interesting to realize that the slightest effort can produce results and encourage additional effort.
I may record some changes here as things progress, but I'm claiming no miracle at this point. I am working my way back to a better place; getting back on the wagon requires some heavy lifting (no literally moving my butt is a really big deal), but I am trying ...... again.
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