Tick Tock

So much wasted time has just passed me by. The Weight Watcher folks are notorious for saying "Time will pass whether you lose weight or not...might as well try!" It's an excellent point.

My goal is for our household, lesbian though it may be, to eat better. Healthier. Whole foods. Less junk. Although that's a feat in and of itself to separate Gail from her junk foods. She's buying healthier junk food, so that's a plus. The last one was

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Sour Cream and Onion Rice Chips. YUM! You get an incredible 30-something chips per serving.

Jumper Cables

I seem to have lost my charge amidst the girlfriend from Georgia moving in and the house being in a complete uproar for three weeks. And honestly, I was nuts for three weeks before she moved in...so there...add that to the time table.

And now I'm up to 269. That's what I weighed this morning. Down from 270 yesterday which freaked me the fuck out. 270!!! How'd THAT happen? 269 is so much nicer, isn't it? It's only a pound, but it puts me in thee 260s which is where I've been for about a year and a half.

The body has changed during that 18 months due to the weight training, but the scale remains in stone.

It must be me. It MUST. BE. ME. That's the only conclusion left.

I'm not doing anything to change my weight. I'm not focused. I'm not "trying" hard enough.

Although, I am doing some things right. And that's what I've focused on while I've not lost any poundage. But it just isnt' good enough any more.

Time to jump start this body into a new place.

Hey now...I'm still here!

I'm still doing some things right. I'm still pumping iron. I decline benched 135 for 5 reps, then 4 reps and then 3 reps last night. I do 200 crunches, and can leg press 500 pounds. So, there's something to be said for that.

See Z-girl...I'm focusing on the postive!

AND, I've been getting up at 5:15am most mornings and getting on the treadmill. This morning I did 20 minutes on the bike then 20 on the treadmill with three intervals of 2 minutes of jogging.

Food...not so good. But I'm getting better.

One decision at a time!

XOXO

Just another day saving lives....

Today, I received this email from a friend on a pet diabetes list. Made me feel good to know that I helped someone with what I went through with Trace. Here's hoping everything works out for Simba.


Hi guys
i just hung up with tonia. simba is at tuft's university vet
hospital. YIPEE!!!. Lynn, it was your post that convinced her that it
was worth going further into hock to save Simba's life. The Internist
at the hospital told her that Simba should survive this and that she
needs some of acute care, some nutritional supplements, some more
tests, etc. They also think Simba needs to be tested for Cushings.
Apparently the internist in no way concurred with the opinion of one
of the doctors at the last place that simba should be put down.

When Tonia called me late last night, because the folks at the other
place were hanging crepe, I told her not to do anything, not to give
any permission for anything. I had a feeling that the people there
had run out of options, not that there weren't more options. It was
Lynn's email which convinced her to go to Tufts. GOOD JOB LYNN.

Tonia and her husband Shawn are driving home now, having left Simba
there. Tonia sounds much better than she did last night or even
earlier today. She will update later, but is eternally grateful for
everyone's support, prayers, good wishes and general help.

Ok,
I've gone on too long. But I am cheered after speaking with her.
Thanks everyone for your concern.
hester