Saturday, August 16, 2014

I Was Called the BIG Lady

Just yesterday I was walking through a store, browsing at different items minding my own business.  I was humming along to the muzak being piped through the store.  Out of nowhere I heard a loud tiny voice saying "Look at the big lady", saw a small finger pointing at me and a Mother desperately trying to shut her child up.  I looked over at them, smiled, shrugged and continued on my way.  

It was a first for me.  I've never been called "the big lady" before.  I don't blame the child, he was only stating what he observed.  I'm only 5'4", so I know he wasn't referring to my height.  I do weigh 190 pounds as of this morning.  I wear a size 14.  No excuses as to why I arrived at this weight.  Only good eating, drinking and little exercise.  

I've written numerous posts about my weight and how I'm going to change things:

Add to Lose ~ 2 Week Jump Start

Are Carbs the Enemy?

5:2 Diet ~ The Fast Diet

How Do You Unstick the Scale?

Unfortunately I have lost, gained, lost and gained again.  

I have recently joined a group of ladies who all have the same goals in mind.  

  1. Clean, healthy eating.
  2. Daily exercise or some form of movement.
  3. Sharing our daily work outs, what we've eaten, and how much water we've consumed.
  4. Engaging with each other and offering positive reinforcements.
  5. Posting photos and measurements monthly.
  6. Acknowledging that "Together We are Stronger"
We began on July 21st and will continue for 90 days.  The commitment to the women in the group has kept me focused.  I've never attempted weight loss at this level.  Having to take and post photos in a sports bra and panties is quite humbling.  

I have cleaned up my eating habits and lost 4 lbs.  I am exercising at least 25 minutes every day and feel much stronger.  I have a long way to go, but with a little help from my friends I know that I will succeed this time.  

My goal is to be a healthy 160 or size 10 by 6/25/15.  My 50th birthday.  I've shared this with the group.  That's 1 lb a week.  I'm a bit behind, but consciously working on it.  

I'm trying to refocus on size versus weight because, at least for me, that's more important. 

Have you lost weight?  What have you tried in the past?  What has worked for you?

Friday, August 8, 2014

A Chance to Live Another Day

One day in June, My Love and I were driving home after a wonderful birthday lunch. We were chatting and singing to the radio, enjoying the ride.  Have you ever been in a state of such bliss and happiness that the outside world seems a distant memory? Simply focused on the here and now, without distraction?  We were there.

And then we saw a car at a dead stop in the road just ahead.  What happened in seconds seemed to last for much longer. Everything began to roll in slow motion.  

My Love slammed on the brakes, realized that we were going to slam, at 65 miles per hour, into not just one car, but three or four cars. By the grace of God and quick reflexes he managed to swerve to the left onto a grassy median.  As we plowed through tall grass and weeds hearing plunks, dings and slapping, we passed the cars and swerved back onto the road to safety.  

Our hearts pounding with adrenaline, we were both quite shook up.  We just looked at each other and shook our heads knowing that we were for some reason given another chance at life.  I laughed, cried and then laughed again.  My emotions were scattered and I was desperately trying to hold it together.  I know full well that if we would have run into those cars we wouldn't be here right now.

We made it home in one piece and we both lived another day.  

I haven't told anyone about this incident.  I am still raw and bothered by it.  It is something I think about every day and probably will continue to think about for a long time.  

I have unanswered questions floating around in my mind about the reasons that we are still here to walk on this earth.  Why we were so fortunate to be spared and allowed to carry on and continue living our lives.  

My thought process has much changed since that day.  I feel as though I have been given another chance at managing and improving my life.  

My life could have been over on that sweet, sunny day.  And I wonder about those I would have left behind. 

Have you ever experienced a moment in your life when you thought it was over, but somehow you were spared?