Losin it in Paradise

“Many of life’s failures are experienced by people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”  Thomas Edison

Thanks to all for the great suggestions on how to try and beat this night time snacking and sugar cravings.  I love them!

I am at work and actually have time not only to journal but to eat, and I am about to dig into my brocolli salad from Costco.  I add some low fat Italian dressing and 5 black olives and OMG it is so yummy.   And the good thing about having a private office is……………..when the brocolli starts to work, I can fart all I want….giggle..

Tomorrow is the day I start to run again.  I will get in 1.5 miles in the morning after work.  I am going to start slow and not run the 3 miles I was up to until I feel my knees are going to handle it.  I don’t want to rush too fast and then blow out a knee and be sidelined again.  I am really excited about it, I so miss running.  A co-worker and I want to run in the 5K in Honolulu this spring.

Well it is almost January 5th, and so far so good diet wise, or should I say eating wise.  I am refusing to be on a “diet”   I am just eating healthy for me, I am not dieting anymore.  Diets just set you up to fall…

I did a very brave thing today.  I stood in front of a full length mirror naked, yup you heard me right…bucked assed naked.  Now that is a very, very brave thing for me….I looked and looked and looked and tried so hard to find something about my body that I liked.  I found a few:  my hair, my eyes, my shoulders….everything else not so much

I have this horrid scar from my breast bone to my pubic bone that twists and pulls my stomach into some alien looking blob.  My breast are at constant low beam, which could be useful if I had little lights in them and then I could light a pathway when I walk :)    My thighs, OMG, my thighs, I cannot even go there…..

I have a question????   Why in hell if they can do lung, heart, etc transplants can they not take my brain and transplant it into say Cameron Diaz’s body????     HUH?  Sounds damn good to me…

But okay…this can be fixed.  The scar will fade in time, and I can work on the abs with my yoga, and my Wii.  The thighs can be improved with my running and yoga.  I will never be 25 again (wouldn’t want to be)  and my boobs can be lifted if I so desire.  I will never be a tight hardbody, I am a 50 year old grandma-and damn proud of it-but I can be a better ME.    So that is what I will work at, being a better ME.    I will never have long gorgeous legs, but I can have fit and toned legs.  I will never have a swan neck, but I can get rid of my double chin.  I will never be as young looking as I was when I was 25, but I can be damn hot at 50.   I can be……I will be…..

Posted on January 5th, 2009 by islandgrl
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