So Far So Good

I am not bleeding or fighting to stay awake, so today is already better than yesterday! I was down .7 this morning, which makes me very happy. It's probably just blood weight. I lost a lot of blood from the bottom of my foot. Anyway, the only walking I did yesterday was walking this kids to school in the morning (.8) and walking from the car to class last night.

I still feel stuffy from my cold. I am drinking a ton of lemon water which is probably helping with the water weight and getting the vitamin C I need for energy.

I have a new favorite class this semester! Phonics and Early Literacy. I get to write a children's book! I am all over this! I also like my Spanish class. I also really like my Health Education class. I guess I like this semester best of all of them!

Good Grief!

So, I woke up this morning and felt like I could have slept for another four hours. You know it's bad when you wake up wondering when you're going to be able to fit a nap in! I pry myself out of bed to get the first kid ready for school. He leaves 1/2 hour before the others. While I'm waiting for his ride, I hear one of the cats in the garage. I open the door, reach out and grab her, and I step on a sharp "rock." A few seconds later, after walking into the kitchen, I turn around to see a trail of blood behind me. I go back to the rug and dig out a shard of glass that I sliced the bottom of my foot with.

Once the bleeding had stopped, and my son's ride arrived, it was time to get the other kids ready for school. One complains because there is no milk. When we remind him he needs to be more thankful and not complain so much, he says, "I'm supposed to be thankful we're out of milk?" How does one argue with that logic.

My youngest decides as we're walking out the door that he didn't eat enough for breakfast. I tell him, go get a granola bar and eat it on the way to school. He brings it out the door, the dog's tongue morphs into one similar to a frog's, and he slurps the granola bar out of the child's hand. So, the child goes back into the house for another granola bar and walks 6 paces behind us the rest of the way to school.

When I weighed myself this morning, I was still the same as I have been for the last two days. I am frustrated as I am back to making good choices. Why haven't I lost the three pounds I gained last week?

I have school today, and I have still not managed to get a nap in! I forgot to close up the house and turn on the air, so I am leaving it up to my hubby when he gets home. He's gonna be ticked because I'm sure it's over 80 in here.

Props To The Neti Pot!

I am pleased with the results, although putting the spout of a teapot in my nose was a little strange. I feel like it works better than decongestants in that I don't get the shakes.

I did very little in the way of exercise yesterday as I was feeling tired. I walked to and from work and that was it. I took a three hour nap today. When I woke up, I decided to saute some veggies. I put the lid on them, turned the stove to simmer, and walked with my neighbors. We ended up going three miles. When I got home, my veggies are all reduced to yummy goodness.

Veggies are as follows: zucchini, yellow squash, eggplant, onion, red pepper, tomatoes, and mushrooms. I will be putting these over pasta tomorrow for lunch, and maybe breakfast. I resisted the drive through urge today on my way home from work at the church. Instead, I stopped at a gas station and got a bottle of water. I also made good choices before work as well. I stopped at the grocery and got fresh fruit for me and the kids as snack. I ate the watermelon on my way to church, and the kids and I had strawberries and kiwi for snack. One little boy didn't think he would like the kiwi. He tapped it with his finger and then licked his finger. His eyebrows shot up and shortly after, the kiwi was history.

I Got a Code In My Nose

I know it's actually a cold, but I can't say my "Ls" very well, so I will say code. It's stinks being sick, especially when I only work on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Today I will be getting a Netti Pot and I will let you know how it works out.

I was down .7 today. I am pleased and disappointed at the same time. I know it's mostly hormonal, but I still want to get back below 28 BMI, where I was at the beginning of the week.

I made an awesome investment yesterday! It is a dog halter. It is the best invention EVER! My dog is awesome now! I mean, he was pretty spectacular before, but now, I can walk him without looking like I just came to life from the comic strip Marmaduke! I walked 3.1 miles yesterday, 2.3 with the pup! I am hoping this halter helps with the training of this guy.

Moved Again?

Well, here's the deal. I had a really hard time navigating on Word Press. Nothing against Word Press, I'm just used to Blogger. Someday, I plan to open a Cafe and it will be called Auntie Mandy's Good Choice Cafe. I hope to expand later to have a market as well.

I am all about choices. I think most everything we do is a choice. My choice, for most of my memory, has been to use food as a way of controlling my environment. No one can tell me what to eat and not eat! If you don't see it, then it doesn't happen. Now, I have decided to not let food rule me. I have also decided that I need to exercise more. For one, I need to be healthier. Two, the endorphins are like drugs, DUDE! So, walking is my exercise of choice.

I have the cutest dog in the world who LOVES these walks. I hope you like the new look/new blog. Comments will be moderated as I'm not convinced that the stalker is completely gone. This is my personal blog and I reserve the right to censor comments. I've only ever censored one particular person's posts, but you never know!

Walking the Dog

I have walked the dog many miles lately. He is a good excuse for me to wander around town and see things. Last night was especially difficult for us as he was a little high strung (more so than usual). The poor dog is more ADHD than I am. We didn’t make it out of the driveway before he decided that he needed to say hello to Bo, the golden retriever next door. We moved on, and there were the scary dogs that are always locked in the front porch of the blue house. Then there was his buddy, Cappuccino. Cappuccino is a chocolate lab about two months older than Brutus. Cappuccino had tied himself around a shrub, and it appeared he tried to dig under said shrub to escape. So, Brutus and I ran around the tree to free Cappuccino.

Brutus was walking so nicely with me. Right after I was lulled into complacency, he decided to attack the little white dog in the window of the big white house. I felt like I was in a comic strip, tripping over all of the landscape. I hadn’t even made it a quarter of a mile and I was exhausted! We decided to walk to the park where the family allegedly playing. We got to the empty park, and decided they must have been at the other park. We stopped and talked to Cappuccino’s owners along the way.

When we got to the other park, I called the family and they told me they were already home. So Brutus and I explored another neighborhood. There was a harmless old man on his roof scraping off shingles that bothered poor Brutus. When we were out of sight of the guy on the roof, there was a pit bull that tried to lure Brutus into his backyard. We got around the corner, and there was another chocolate lab wanting to play. Poor Brutus was beside himself.

We thought all was well, until out of nowhere, Brutus saw an old spray-painted bicycle with plants in baskets. Well that was just too much for the poor puppy to endure. There was something just not right about that bicycle. He was a wreck the rest of the way home. Everything in his little world was just turned up side down. He freaked out when he saw the kid on the skateboard, the woman pushing the child in the stroller, the squirrel on the wire, etc. I found that to be the most difficult walk to date.

This week, I have walked over ten miles. I have also gained three pounds, but that’s probably hormonal. I have had to retire five pairs of pants as they just won’t stay up. I have given in to cravings when I know I don’t need those items, but at the same time, I don’t feel deprived.

I have some goals that I’d like to reach by next summer. I am not ready to disclose those as of yet, but my next mini goal is to get my BMI below 27. That is about 12 lbs away. With the up and down I’ve been doing this week, I find myself getting discouraged, but I also know it’s possible. Who woulda thunk I’d get below obese? I know I didn’t think so!