Sauces

Ten pounds down, two weeks after I began.

Don’t I look great? 😂😂😂😂 (bold glamour, folks)

You know, I keep waiting for the filter that will smooth out our neck! (My total age giveaway!)

Ten pounds. GONE.  Which leaves me right where I was when I began binge eating Nutty Buddies earlier this year.  188lb  has been my standard pretty much since my Dad died and menopause hit, so at least all my clothes fit again.

But we are not stopping.

We have expectations to meet.

I have to look this good.

The Commander’s wedding planning is in full swing, and my diet had its first real test as we went to the venue to shore up plans.

Yep, she my daughter and loves history.

I ate THREE meals in a row at restaurants-a dinner, a breakfast and a lunch.

Longtime friends are the best!

I can home .2lbs lighter.

Sheer willpower to curb my calories is driving this early loss…but I know I need to add to it.

The dreaded Air Monster has been biting at the chomp, ready to make life difficult as I prepare to add in the dreaded E word.

Oh how I hate it. 

But I love our new fire truck! 🐿️ 

Yoga mat has been ordered, and I’ve reread stretching blogs. Perhaps we start there.  Or maybe we don’t.

My last visits to a gym resulted in six months of constant UTI’s. Even if they had cool massage chairs, that sealed the deal on not going back.

The one thing I am certain of, I must start moving. I must start strengthening. I must develop good, SUSTAINABLE habits.

It’s a matter of willpower.

Or a puzzle 😎

Slowly easing back into this life. A life that puts health as a priority.  That secret sauce.

Why haven’t I blogged in so long? It’s not just the lack of exercise. It’s been the lack of time, the demands of a new business and a brain-injured spouse. It’s been the rejection of the medical field and the sheer hardness of life. Exercise has rarely made me feel better.

Nutty Buddies general do.

Or a Jimmy John’s #9.  Gonna figure out how to have that in my diet🥳

But was had made me feel better is shedding those ten pounds. I am remembering two years ago right now, when I dipped into the 160’s for like two weeks before my Daddy died.  

And I wore these skinny’s. 

And I felt really good. 

So, I’m heading to the original goal: 153lb. My weight should be between 145-161lb and I thoroughly agree with that being the standard once I get there.

There’s no excuses to be shared. It simply has to be what I want.

The time is now.

And I will achieve it before I walk that bridge.