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Pondering Personal Thoughts
1. How old would you feel if you didn’t know how old you are? Depends on the day, sometimes with an aching back and sore knee I feel like I’m a hundred years old. Other times, I’ll be rocking out with my teenage calves and their friends (embarrassing my poor calves to no end) and I feel like a teenager.
2. Are you the kind of friend you’d want to have as a friend? Yes for the most part. I am excruciatingly loyal, funny and supportive BUT I can also be needy which would annoy the crap out of me if I was my friend.
3. Look back at the last year. When did you feel most excited about something in your life? I dyed my hair super dark which was a complete change for me as I usually add blonde highlights (lots of them, I live in the south) to my reddish-brown hair. Now my hair is a deep, deep brown (almost black) with a few chunks of blonde and I have to say, it looks awesome…and I never like how I look but I LOVE this hair.
4. Have you ever been with someone and not spoken a word, only to walk away thinking that was the best conversation ever? I talk a lot so I can’t remember one of those…the silence would probably send me straight over the edge.
5. If you won 100 million dollars Monday, would you continue doing whatever you usually do on Tuesdays? Nope. I’d kiss my job goodbye, grab up the calves and Bull and take a cruise around the world.
6. What would you do differently if you knew no one would judge you? I’d dress more hip. I tend to stick to basic ts and jeans because I’m overweight and over 40 and don’t like how I look in trendy clothes…but I do love trendy clothes…so if I wasn’t worried that folks would say…”What, does that fat Bovine think she’s a calf”…(and if I won the 100 million dollars) I’d be way more stylish.
7. Share something you do differently than most people. I home school my 2 teenage calves. Many people think I’m nuts. I work too and homeschooling is hard but my oldest really need to get out from under the social pressures of high school and then the other one then just wanted to. It has actually been an amazing experience and I am so glad I have this time with them.
8. What’s one thing that you really want to do that you’ve never done? Live in an organized clean house…
9. If you had to move out of state right now, where would you move? Anywhere where I could live on a house (that was organized and clean) on the beach.
10. What is the one thing that you’d like to change most about the world? I wish there was less pain….people living in poverty, abusing each other, killing each other in wars, dying of horrible diseases, kids being bullied, kids without families, loneliness. It’s all so sad and it just shouldn’t be that way.
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Despite my bad knee I have been walking two miles a day. This has very little to do with my weight loss efforts and everything to do with my dogs. You see, prior to my knee issues, when I walked a lot despite being fat, I would take my beasts on 3 to 5 mile daily walks 4 to 5 times a week. I did the Avon walk each year and I needed to train.
When the knee issues got really bad, I was told to do water exercises with the fat, old ladies at the Y. It was that or I could bike. Neither work out is dog friendly…and frankly I am not a huge fan of either one. I do however love to walk. I like zoning out, saying hi to other wanderers and the general paceof hoofing it through the neighborhood. I have been missing it but I have been afraid to walk much more then through the grocery store. A swollen, painful knee cramps my style and that tends to happen when I am not careful.
Sunday night something happened that changed EVERYTHING. My 40 lb very muscular mutt (we think she is part Pit), Bessie, went all postal on my poor 9 lb mutt (a Frankenstien of a dog that looks like a mini-terrier on acid), Daisy. Bessie actually drew blood. Fortunately, the injury was minor and Daisy was okay, but I have 4 calves to think about and I can not have an aggressive dog. Calves, mine and other folks’, are constantly in and out of my house and I can’t be worried that they are not going to depart in one piece.
I was beside myself. Bessie has been a great dog and has never once behaved aggressively for the 4 years we have had her. Then all of the sudden she just went postal. I did what any good dog owner would do. I checked out Cesar Milan’s website. The Dog Whisperer says that often dogs that are aggressive are simply not getting enough exercise. They have a lot of energy that they need to get out somehow and if you don’t get them moving they will find a way to exert themselves, even if it means mauling a member of the pack. That actually made a lot of sense to me. I bet I’d be much less likely to bitch at the Bull if I was exercised daily.
So, in an effort to save my dog from a trip to the Humane Society, I cautiously took her, and her faithful companion, on a 2 mile walk last Monday. I took the flatest route possible which is important when you have knee issues and I wore these special shoes that my mom bought for me that are made for fat, arthritic old ladies. They are called Abeo shoes and you can only get them at The Walking Company. I have no idea how my mom found them but they truly are amazing. Apparently they were designed at Stanford University specifically for us fat, arthritic old folks. I won’t go on and on about them as this is not a sponsored post but if you are a fat, arthritic old person with knee issues, buy these shoes, whatever the cost.
I iced my knee that first night and the next morning, my knee was fine…so…I did the same thing Tuesday….and then Wednesday…and then Thursday…and Friday too. My knee was a bit sore and puffy Friday afternoon and Saturday, but nothing tragic. I made the Bull pick up the slack over the week-end and rested and iced my sore, only slightly swollen knee. Tomorrow morning, I will resume the walking routine and am cautiously optimistic that both my knee and my beasts, will continue to behave.
Looking back, I am sort of happy that Bessie tried to kill Daisy; it has forced me to try something I would have been afraid to do otherwise and I now get to return to an exercise I actually enjoy. Hooves crossed that the positive results continue.
The 2 pds I was up earlier in the week have miraculously disappeared…so I am back to being down 7 pds. I know that’s not a huge amount of weight to lose but the fact of the matter is everyone has to start somewhere. My youngest calf weighed 7 pds when she was born so essentially I’ve lost a newborn. It seems like a lot more weight when I think of it in terms of losing a small human being.
My goal is to lose 3 more pounds by the end of March. Hooves crossed.
Again, I know it doesn’t seem like much but since I gained 2 pds earlier in the week for no apparent reason, it is not inevitable. I will have to work hard. I hate that.
It’s not Fit to Be Friday, I know, but Friday, I didn’t have access to a scale. Saturday and Sunday we drove home from the funeral. (Such a relief to sleep in my own bed Sunday night.) Yesterday I weighed myself and I was down another pound, which I happily recorded in My Fitness Pal. This morning I am up 2 but I refuse to adjust the My Fitness Pal number for 2 reasons:
1. My food intake yesterday was on track so I think this weight gain is a temporary water sort of thing.
2. I don’t want to.
You are not technically supposed to weigh yourself daily anyway. If I wasn’t scale obsessed and hadn’t stepped on the scale this a.m., I wouldn’t even know. So I am just going to pretend that I have a healthy attitude about the scale and didn’t actually step on it this a.m. Have I mentioned that I’m an expert at making excuses and rationalizing things?
Today I am going to up my water intake and avoid all carbs even the healthy whole grain ones….because no carbs seems to up my weightloss. I will not do that forever, just for a day or two….until I lose those 2 pds, I have never really gained 😉
This week has been a toughy. My Aunt passed away. It was not a surprise. She had been battling aggressive cancer for the last 9 months and lived 3 months longer than predicted. I was very close with my Aunt. She never married or had children and I was like her surrogate daughter. She spend holidays with us. I always sent her mother’s day cards. My kids loved her like a grandmother. She was a huge part of my life.
Sometimes when people die, it is sad, but it doesn’t effect you on a day to day level. You miss the person but your daily life doesn’t change. You know what I mean?
In this case, my daily life will change. Before she was diagnosed we spoke on the phone weekly. Once we knew, we spoke daily. I would call her everyday on my drive to pick up the calves from school. She was my company as I gathered my troops and I will be lonely next week when I drive to get them in silence.
She died on Friday and we drove all day on Saturday to get to my family. Since we have been here, we have been busy with family, funeral, the business side of death. It has been stressful and emotional and many times downright unpleasant. My mom is the only surviving sibling and I am my mother’s only child. The burden is on my mom to handle things and I have become my mother’s personal assistant. I know I need to help. I want to help my mom but honestly I’d rather have a pap smear than deal with this. I am particularly dreading our afternoon excursion to go and start cleaning out my Aunt’s apartment…she was a bit of a hoarder (understatement) and I know they are going to be lots of expletives uttered by my mom (and me) as we work our way through.
Remarkably, I have not veered at all from my low GI diet. I am amazed. I had gained all that weight when I had my tantrum 3 weeks ago. The first week on the low GI diet, I lost 2 pds and then I sort of stopped losing anything. Rationally I knew that was hormonal. I am very effected by hormones and retain a lot of water in the last 2 weeks of the month.
I carried on. I did not get so frustrated that I quit. I did not throw another tantrum. I just kept keeping on. Reminding myself that even if I don’t lose anything, I need to get my blood sugar and cholesterol under control. If I can do those 2 things, I’ll be ahead and I can focus on weight loss later. So I stayed away from sugar and white flour. I focused on veggies and fruits and proteins. “If I can’t grow it or kill it, I can’t eat it” has become my mantra. I need to get healthy so I don’t end up insulin dependent and heavily medicated (and not in a good way) – that is not how I want to live. I ignored the scale and just kept keeping on.
Then a funny thing happened. I got my period and lost 4 pounds overnight. I am now back down 6 pounds. All through the family gatherings and funeral happenings, I have stayed the course. The sweets at the repast looked good but I didn’t long for them the way I had in the past. I knew they would taste good and I definitely would have enjoyed a cookie but I never felt like I HAD TO HAVE a cookie or a brownie or any of the other amazing looking treats that were there. I had chicken and salad…and then some more chicken and salad. I talked with family and friends I hadn’t seen in a while and had more chicken and salad. I drank a lot of coffee (I know not so good from the low GI standpoint but way better than brownies and cookies). I did not have one sweet.
A month ago, I would have used my Aunt’s death as an excuse to stray from the course. I would have said, “I am sad, stressed, emotional, overwhelmed, screw it all, I’m having a cookie.” Only I wouldn’t have had 1 cookie, I would have had many, many cookies. Then I would have felt like crap, which would have led me to just eat more junk which would have made me feel like crap…..you get the picture.
I am very proud of myself this week. Actually, I am very proud of myself for the past 3 weeks. Yay me!!! I can resume my Fit to Be Fridays this week as I have caught up to my original 6 pound loss and am now optimistic I can be down a total of 10 pds by the end of March. And if I don’t lose those 4 pounds? I will just keep on keeping on….