If you're having a blue day, like I was today...crying is good. Don't cry all day but about five to seven minutes is cathartic, right before you reach "toxic eating level seven aka mocha fudge ripple". Tonight, I talked to my daughter, a college freshman, fresh chick...um LADY...where was I? O yes..I got off the phone with her after she was telling me how to cope with my day and I knew I needed to get a grip. I'm the mom, I'm the super hero in pantyhose and hairspray. I need to find a new coping mechanism..maybe too much hairspray in the eighties.
The next thing I did was try out an Anne Murray DVD I'd borrowed. Struck gold on the second track of What a Wonderful World. I apologize to the ppl in apartment 1 (sort of ..not really..since it will most certainly happen again). Elijah probably heard his name tonight and maybe he leaned over the Bannister of time to see what insanity this girl has been up to now. Singing makes everything better, so does smackin around a few octaves of ivory keys..yes, there's a warning in there apartment one..so sorry. Smirk
I was better but not bodacious by the time I signed onto the introductory conference call for Matt the man Maddix's Health and Weightloss Club. I've heard him speak before so I knew what to expect but I found myself grinning from ear to ear as he introduced his topic for the evening. His energy is palpable and contagious and always has that effect. His speakers were guests with real life stories, transparent and heart warming in their honesty and candor. It was like nothing I have ever heard before and I was hooked. Having grown up with three brothers, the one thing you do NOT want to do is double dog dare me because I will and on stilts with a pig and a tutu. Ok..maybe not the tutu, quit leanin ma... Man she still busts me from another dimension..Love you mama. Miss you so much.
So, I believe the adult word is challenge, no dogs, no pigs, no stilts and no Tu Tu...no Ma'am. So, this coming week, I'll be drinking a gallon of water per day...and that's saying a lot. If you've been to my place, you would know it's like drinking out of the kiddie pool, lotsa chlorine, minus the possibility of visible surprises.
So, one gallon per day. One twenty minute walk every day that ends in y..sounds like a country music song..and lastly, skip breakfast one day. I interpret that as indulging in ten extra minutes with mi amore Mr. Pillow, but my coach may not agree ;-) Nobody tell and I should be fine. Insert huge mocha chip grin here.
I know I need to get off my tail and be active because my depression is knocking quite loudly. I'm not signing for it today. Tomorrow, I'll be at the gym after school, not signing for it and the day after that, I'll be shopping for a knockout holiday dress. I'll be signing for that one, gladly. I'll post pix of my happy, non depressed self at Christmas in my new dress. And that is how I put my money where my mouth is. Any takers???
The next thing I did was try out an Anne Murray DVD I'd borrowed. Struck gold on the second track of What a Wonderful World. I apologize to the ppl in apartment 1 (sort of ..not really..since it will most certainly happen again). Elijah probably heard his name tonight and maybe he leaned over the Bannister of time to see what insanity this girl has been up to now. Singing makes everything better, so does smackin around a few octaves of ivory keys..yes, there's a warning in there apartment one..so sorry. Smirk
I was better but not bodacious by the time I signed onto the introductory conference call for Matt the man Maddix's Health and Weightloss Club. I've heard him speak before so I knew what to expect but I found myself grinning from ear to ear as he introduced his topic for the evening. His energy is palpable and contagious and always has that effect. His speakers were guests with real life stories, transparent and heart warming in their honesty and candor. It was like nothing I have ever heard before and I was hooked. Having grown up with three brothers, the one thing you do NOT want to do is double dog dare me because I will and on stilts with a pig and a tutu. Ok..maybe not the tutu, quit leanin ma... Man she still busts me from another dimension..Love you mama. Miss you so much.
So, I believe the adult word is challenge, no dogs, no pigs, no stilts and no Tu Tu...no Ma'am. So, this coming week, I'll be drinking a gallon of water per day...and that's saying a lot. If you've been to my place, you would know it's like drinking out of the kiddie pool, lotsa chlorine, minus the possibility of visible surprises.
So, one gallon per day. One twenty minute walk every day that ends in y..sounds like a country music song..and lastly, skip breakfast one day. I interpret that as indulging in ten extra minutes with mi amore Mr. Pillow, but my coach may not agree ;-) Nobody tell and I should be fine. Insert huge mocha chip grin here.
I know I need to get off my tail and be active because my depression is knocking quite loudly. I'm not signing for it today. Tomorrow, I'll be at the gym after school, not signing for it and the day after that, I'll be shopping for a knockout holiday dress. I'll be signing for that one, gladly. I'll post pix of my happy, non depressed self at Christmas in my new dress. And that is how I put my money where my mouth is. Any takers???
Should be eat a healthy breakfast...so sorry for the mixup.
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