My right cheek hurt yesterday, but today my left hip, cheek and upper thigh are tight and painful. It's not as bad as it could be, I don't believe I've broken anything. Walking is a bit awful, but I can do it without help or screaming, so I'm pretty sure I'll live. Thanks to everyone who posted well wishes and stories, I think that's the most response I've ever gotten from a post, 11 comments. I am still amazed that people read this and are interested in what I have to say. You guys are the greatest.
I went to the goodwill last night and found this totally adorable yellow sweater. It's a large, which means it fits a bit tighter than most of my other sweaters but I love the color and it makes me smile, and for 1.50 you can't beat the price.
I am going to find or make a dress with some yellow in it and wear this at Easter. something adorable with a very full skirt and so many bright colors it will make Jeeve's head explode. He wears four colors. Black, Blue, Tan and Gray. When I pull out my red cords and 70's fair isle sweater his eye starts to twitch a little and it makes me laugh.
Something along these lines.
I took this picture of my weight loss log on calorie count, it's a really cool way to see how far I've come since I started this.
I couldn't figure a way to import the actual graph so I figured this was almost as good. Randy says I'm making this look easy. I don't know about that but I hope I'm making it look do-able. I think of the decision to change my life as the motivational ending in a movie I saw recently while channel surfing. You know the scene where the shopaholic realizes she can't keep spending and needs to makes a big changes now, so she auctions her crap and pays off her debt. It wasn't easy but it was necessary and it was do-able. I think of this as auctioning off my fat and paying off my debts to myself. What debts?
1.) I owe myself order. I allowed my home to become the garbage heap my body was, full of junk I didn't need. I am now flying and have cleared about a half ton of clutter from my home, and more is leaving every day.
2.) I owe myself movement. I love to move and had forgotten about it. I crave the movement I had been denying myself for so long.
3.) I owe myself respect. I have always felt sort of blah about myself, I'm not awesome looking, or particularly stylish. But that doesn't matter, I'm not what I look like. I'm a friend, mom, daughter, sister and crafty girl who has things to offer the world.
4.) I owe myself happiness. I sort of always felt like I was stuck where I was but that's not so, I am making changes to do things that I love with people I love.
Every time I lose more weight I feel like I'm closer to paying these debts.
What do you owe yourself? Are you going to pay your debts?