Thanks to everyone for their support earlier this week. Things are going along well -- sort of. ConTessa's fever passed without much incident (though her bowel movements have been runny to mushy since then
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Wow - you've lost 50 lbs? I'm impressed. You surely managed to keep focus. Hope I'll have a tale like that to tell (at the moment, my tale is that after 13 months of LDN I've gained 40 lbs. So not fun at all - big part of the reason why I'm quitting the meds). It doesn't matter what gets you going, what matters is that you keep your focus and determination and dream about how you will be, then you'll get there.
What I "forgot" to mention is that this past year I gained 15 lbs back. :-) My exercising has been iffy recently - i.e., whenever I feel like it. As for focus, like I said, I had about two dozen false starts - exercise/diet for a couple of weeks, then stop and gain weight. I don't really know how I managed to finally keep it going, but once you get in shape, you start to crave exercising, and it becomes easy. Takes about a month to get to that point, though
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No one crave rough rye bread? Hm... you don't kow me then. Thin slices of dark, hard rye bread with hard white cheese with radishes, or with picled herring, or smoked mackerel and cucumber or with butter and orange marmalade, or... *wipes off drool* I love rye bread, it's just darn hard to get hold of, and I haven't found a recipe I like. *sigh*
Can I have your egg yolks? *looks hopeful* I'd use them as an excuse to gorge myself on beef tartar. *g*
Oh! Banish these evil food thoughts - how will I be able to sleep with my mind filled with thoughts as these?
I think it's a perfectly normal response to going to a high school reunion. I suspect most of us felt inadequate in some way at school simply because we were teenagers when we were there. And now we want to just "show them". Becuase of the nature of the event we can really only do that visually, unless we are so famous and successful that everyone already knows how fabulous we are in the first place. I think you are very brave to go in the first place. I'm relieved that my school doesn't bother with them (I don't think it is as common to hold them in the UK as it is here in Australia or it seems to be in the US, although my husband went to one). And as Mega says, what does it matter what the impetus is to get fit, if you end up healthier and a good role model for your children. I hope you have fun at the reunion and feel super-confident when you get there.
Thanks, I think I am on my way. The exercising is just making me feel better, which is good for other things too (like keeping my frustration level over broken microwaves and being pulled in three or four different directions at once to a minimum).
Maybe I should just take the credit for finally getting on the exercise program and not give those losers from high school any of it.
Class reunions are probably one of those things that bad Harry Potter fanfic writers put into their fics that drive you Brit-pickers mad (like Prom and 'dating').
Why are you embarrassed? It's quite ok to want to be appreciated by people you meet (even if it's totally unnecessary - you are enough as you are), and if this is the inspiration you need to get back in shape and take proper care of your health, that's perfectly fine! The fruit flush diet sounds like a good one, I'm just trying to stick to "eat often, avoid starch and processed foods, proteins at every meal." Not that I manage that well, I'm a bit to big a fan of freshly baked breads and such. Normally my weight has been stable, but this last year it has jumped up so much I want to weep. Getting off my meds (which I think is the reason for the jump, I haven't been eating that differently) is my first step, getting some real exercise the next. Qi Gong is part of that, but I also want a atepping machine. Where to put it, is another question.
But really, no, I've not lost all respect for you. Far from it. You're amazing. *nods*
I guess a part of me feels like these people who I haven't seen for years, and whose opinions towards me shaped a large portion of my insecurities, should not be allowed to have such an influence on my life now, when I've accomplished so much that I am or should be proud of. Why should I care if they're impressed with me or not? I don't know.
Space for exercise equipment is a quandary -- and the ones that advertise that they just fold up and roll into a closet or under the bed never seem to actually fold up quite so simply.
We'd like and eliptical, but don't currently have the space for that either.
Staying healthy is the only way to survive so whatever you feel like doing so you are more able to function well in your current life is good.
I've never been to a high school or college reunion so I have some difficulty thinking about how people would feel about themselves and former classmates. My fiftieth was some years back but I didn't go when my husband threatened to find a picture of him in Kindergarten to match my HS yearbook picture taken the same year.
Age differences are so funny. My mother is twelve years younger than my father. It made no difference at all when they met and she was in her mid twenties and he was in his mid-late thirties, but when he was graduating college, she wasn't even out of grade school.
So I'm sure that your age difference is transparent now (as you take such good care of yourself). But those picture comparisons from 50 years ago can be disturbing.
I'm only five months older than the Admiral, but I approve of the younger man route!
You're kidding? Your mum doesn't seriously say that? She should be spanked. Publicly. I mean, honestly... *shakes head at at stoopid wallpapering mum* She has some issues she needs to sort out if that's the way she's behaving.
With me, my sister is the exuberent, vivacious one (though I don't think my mother has ever introduced us that way). When I was still living at home (you know, 20+ years ago), and we would go clothes shopping (for me), my mother would always pick out these cute outfits and say, "wouldn't this look great on your sister?"
Mothers. *eye roll* What can you do?
Try to have fun at the wedding! Thanks for the support.
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Can I have your egg yolks? *looks hopeful* I'd use them as an excuse to gorge myself on beef tartar. *g*
Oh! Banish these evil food thoughts - how will I be able to sleep with my mind filled with thoughts as these?
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Maybe I should just take the credit for finally getting on the exercise program and not give those losers from high school any of it.
Class reunions are probably one of those things that bad Harry Potter fanfic writers put into their fics that drive you Brit-pickers mad (like Prom and 'dating').
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LOL!
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But really, no, I've not lost all respect for you. Far from it. You're amazing. *nods*
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Space for exercise equipment is a quandary -- and the ones that advertise that they just fold up and roll into a closet or under the bed never seem to actually fold up quite so simply.
We'd like and eliptical, but don't currently have the space for that either.
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I've never been to a high school or college reunion so I have some difficulty thinking about how people would feel about themselves and former classmates. My fiftieth was some years back but I didn't go when my husband threatened to find a picture of him in Kindergarten to match my HS yearbook picture taken the same year.
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So I'm sure that your age difference is transparent now (as you take such good care of yourself). But those picture comparisons from 50 years ago can be disturbing.
I'm only five months older than the Admiral, but I approve of the younger man route!
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Oh, I understand COMPLETELY.
My sister's wedding is this coming weekend. My skinny sister. The one my mother says, "The skinny one is my daughter ___. The other one is Barbara."
Yeah. I grokk ya totally...
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Mothers. *eye roll* What can you do?
Try to have fun at the wedding! Thanks for the support.
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