Exercise, Or Lack There Of

I have not made good use of my Curves membership over the last two weeks.  I was all set to get in a good workout last Monday despite what felt like a head cold coming on.  I got into my workout clothes and had planned to swing by Curves in between visiting my Grandmother in the care center where she was at.  After seeing how bad she was I decided staying at the care center all afternoon with Grandpa was a better decision.

Tuesday we got word that my Grandma was in cardiac arrest.  My head cold was also in full blown annoyance mode.  I was exhausted and only sleeping for a few hours at a time plus still trying to work my graveyard shift at work.  By Wednesday I had just decided that rest was more of a priority over activity.

I had planned once again to get back into it this week but after Grandma passed away on Sunday exercise hasn’t been the top focus.  I have the time to exercise and my cold is pretty much gone so it just comes down to my own excuses as to way I’ve not been to a Curves work out this week.

 

 

 

I suspect life will once again get back to normal after the funeral service on Friday.  Kenyon and I have a reservation at The Anniversary Inn for Friday night as we planned this for our Valentine’s Day weeks ago.  We are still going to check-in that evening and spend some alone time together.  I also have Saturday off which we plan to spend together too.  Come Sunday though,  the excuses need to stop.  We have been having warmer temps with sunshine and that makes me itch for Spring-time. 

It is also blaring apparent when trying to select an outfit to wear to the funeral that none of my clothes fit well at all.  It is quite depressing and makes me mad I let myself get this way.  Every time I’m trying to squeeze into an outfit and start to get depressed I remind myself that there isn’t anything I can do about it in that exact moment so I need to just be as confident as I can. 

The Evolution Of Weight Loss And Eating

My WW buddy Nichole pointed out that today is National Pizza Day, National Bagel Day, and Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday).  Before knowing it was even National Pizza Day I actually met Kenyon for lunch and we went to the pizza buffet.  Now that my pants are tight, I’m super uncomfortable and in honor of Fat Tuesday, here is something to make you laugh.

 

I was thinking today about the evolution of weight loss and eating.

·        When I first started my WW journey I was eating really unhealthy.  To make the program less overwhelming I started with small changes such as going to Subway instead of McDonalds, putting condiments and salad dressing on the side, and omitting cheese once in a while.

·        As I got closer to my goal weight I ate a bit more restricted.  I started experimenting with recipes and cooking at home.  I would use substitutes for various food items and see if I could make the points lower.  I was more careful on my social outings and always made sure I pre-planned everything.

·        Once I hit goal I was grooving along pretty well and the habits I had built were holding strong.  It wasn’t uncommon to eat two slices of pizza but along with it a really big salad or a couple of trips to the salad bar.

·        A few years after goal (and 50 pounds of re-gain) I have increased the amount of my social gatherings and I don’t hold back on the food and alcohol.  My lunch today consisted of four slices of pizza and only one trip to the salad bar.  Then I got an ice cream shake for dessert.  No wonder my pants are tight and I feel really fat and bloated.

I wouldn’t say my unhealthy habits are as unhealthy as my pre-WW days but they can improve greatly.  It is getting pretty bad.  In the spirit of evolution…I need to evolve more to the heather spectrum of eating.  My splurges need to decrease and my salad eating needs to increase.  I’ve been off track for a couple of weeks now and once again, I need to get this ship turned back around and continue to work at making my clothes fit better.

A New Life Begins And An Old Life Ends

I had planned a blog post that was a little closer to getting back on track with life.  Since Monday last week my family has been living our life in limbo.  It is very difficult to go about regular life when you know your loved ones are hurting.  So, today’s blog post won’t be back to regular life…I need one more day.

 

This morning when we woke up Kenyon announced to me that “Maya had hatched”.  I was so excited to hear she had the baby and asked if there was a photo.  Kanani Raye Hamilton was born on February 6 at 11:22pm.  She is 6 pounds, 5 ounces and 19 inches long.  She is also quite adorable.  We are very excited for Mom and baby.  We hope to visit in April if we can make a trip to NM for Kenyon’s Dad’s 80^th birthday.

 

With each new life and old life must end.  Grandma D passed away at 1pm today.  She has not been well since August but got really bad a couple of weeks ago when a bedsore became infected.  The infection was deep and had gone to the bone.  She went into cardiac arrest last Tuesday and never fully recovered.  She has been on comfort care first at the hospital and then at a care center since Tuesday.  I am relieved she can finally rest and isn’t in anymore pain.

 

Eventually life will return to normal.