Okay, question answered. Let’s move on.
I’m back from mom’s. Flew out to MA to surprise her for her birthday last weekend and the biggest surprise for me was that she was actually surprised to see me. I was sure my family had blown it. We had a lovely time and I think she’s feeling a better about turning 80 than she did last month. Part of that was having us all around, but part of it was also her doctor telling her that she’s healthier than most of the 50-year-olds he sees.
I wonder if I’ll see 80. Probably not if I maintain this stupid weight.
So my new thing is I’m trying to eat mostly vegetarian meals for health, environment, humanitarian reasons. I was a vegetarian for 11 years before I met my meat-loving husband. Now I’m bringing us both into a more “flextarian” diet plan. Vegetarian most of the time, meat only once in a while.
This is my first fully vegetarian week in about 7 years. WOW! What a long time to be away from something that was so much a part of my identity for so very long. Of course, I haven’t been a smoker for about 5 years either.
The detectives in the group are starting to put 2 and 2 together here. Let’s see, started eating meat, stopped smoking, wrote a dissertation and got an academic job. Yeah, this whole huge weight gain thing isn’t much of a mystery now, is it?
Anyway…positive notes for the week would be that I did sign up for the 5k in May and I’m looking forward to training for it…right? Sure, except for the whole Lazy! thing. I’m also pretty pleased with the vegetarian semi-commitment and hubby’s semi-on board. We’ve also had 3 out of 5 job candidates on campus already, so by this time next week we’ll be done with the search and I can get my life back again.
Oh, and early this morning I got an app for weight-loss hypnosis. No, I don’t know if I believe in hypnosis. But I’m a life-long 4am-6am insomniac, so I figure during the 2 hours that I usually toss and turn, going over lists in my head, having conversations in my head with the difficult people in my life, and imagining how wonderful life would be if I could just sleep for 8 solid hours, I’ll listen to the nice man tell me that I have my eating under control and I LOVE to exercise. Can’t hurt, right?