Stormy, Crime girl, thanks so much! I had turned off my computer, ate a sweet potato with only 1 pat of butter and then sat down and did some proofing on a manuscript. I checked my mail on my cell phone (it's an awful habit) and found stormy's message (can only read one and if I found stormy's message then it can't be such an awful habit. . . ) It made me smile! I was going to go to the gym anyhow, just was moaning, but it really is helping me get out the door. Thanks so much for your support and prayers.
And Crime girl, your post made me smile again too. I hope it's going to be all right. And you promised, so I think it will be.
Yes, I know, I must sound like a nutcase or a total wimp but I do need to say these things because they're all so linked to the weight loss. Maybe I don't have total control of what happens in my life but I do have total control over what goes into my mouth and if I have the time, then I have control over whether I exercise. I really don't want to though. . . The lack of caffeine is major too. . .
Well, I also whipped up a protein shake and put it in a thermos and am taking that to the gym for after my workout. You see, all this optimistic thinking. . . i know that if I wait till I get back home that I will stop at a convenience store and buy food I don't need to eat. I'm thinking I should just buy a baby pacifier and stick it in my mouth! No, I think we don't even realize how our bodies our making us seek food and if it doesn't get the right stuff it keeps looking. I find that when I drink the protein drink or eat good food I feel weirdly!!! satisfied.
OK, gals, here goes. I will get to that gym, cold wind or no cold wind, icey roads or not. It is only a 45-minute walk and the sun is out and my efforts are not in vain! I am in training for bigger, bigger things. I just know it. Nobody else does though.
OH, and for a joke, just want you to know that my latest issue of Vogue just came. Now, if you ever saw me, you would be laughing your head off right now, because Vogue and me are about as far apart as you can get! I'm the jock in sweats or the cowgirl in muddy boots type and, well, let's just say fashion and I have a very steady, as in neverchanging neverchanging. But, I bought Vogue to try to expand my mind, not that I want to wear the things I see in there but to try to learn to express myself in more ways than the sorry repetoire I now possess. And I just thought, this was a way of training my mind to see beyond what I now see in the mirror. . . . it's not just the clothes, it's the 'tude, man!
Ok, gonna walk, then run and pump that iron! Thanks again guys. It means so much to me!
