Four years ago today...
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
...my daughter recommended a website she'd found: free, with features to track nutrition and fitness, with people who could identify with losing weight and getting stronger and working on good health.
She had my attention with the word 'free,' but it's gone way beyond that now, of course.
I've dipped in and out of teams, tried to help people and been helped, asked questions and searched for information and always, above all else, felt I had at last found my internet home.
My health has improved, oh my yes. There still remains the ever-elusive finish line - will I get there? Maybe not. I don't think I do myself any favors by blithely saying 'Oh yes, of course, anything less is negative thinking.'
I'm a believer in realism. I try not to cross the line into cynicism.
Ostrich: 'No worries, you'll get there!'
Realist: 'Gotta lotta hard work ahead.'
Ostrich: 'It'll happen, you'll see!'
Realist: 'Really need to buckle down, fight cravings, get more exercise.'
Ostrich: 'Have faith!'
Realist: 'God helps those who help themselves.'
And so I continue.
You've all seen my before-and-after pics (they're still on here in earlier blogs). One of these days, after I get my hair done, I'll post a new one. Maybe. A-heh.
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Busy week all the way around, both 'officially' and personally.
Officially it was a holiday - Presidents' Day - in the US yesterday. That being the case, I think all presidents, whether born in February or not, living or dead, 'good' or 'bad,' should be honored, even though Abe is a particular favorite.
Today is Shrove Tuesday. In England, it's Pancake Day - bit of a misnomer, that, as the pancakes are more like crepes. And of course there's Carnival / Carnivale in Venice and Rio de Janeiro and Espana and so forth. Mardi Gras, in Naw'linns.
Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday, and the 'real' birthday of George Washington (of course, if you consider the 'old style' calendar in use at the time of his birth, his 'real' birthday is the 11th of February), and Girls Scouts' "World Thinking Day."
Not sure if there's anything the rest of the week, but that's sufficient, I'd guess.
On the personal level, there was a doctor's appointment yesterday - to find out that somebody, somewhere, screwed up the blood test I'd had done last week so it has to be done over. This after I had the worst one I've had in twelve years. O joy.
Realtor tomorrow. Doctor's appointment on Thursday. Something else on Friday. Another doctor's appointment next week, IF I get the bloodwork done again this week. Which I might well not. It has to be fasting, and I really hate those anyway. Factor in the vampiress who's sure to be on duty no matter when I go... well. We shall see.
And of course today is, as I said at the top of the page, my fourth 'Sparkiversary.' (Dunno why, but I prefer 'SparkIversary' to 'SparkAversary.' Go figure.)
I suppose you could say I'm getting a jumpstart on the austerity of Lent by celebrating my Sparkiversary with a special dinner of baked salmon, yams, and broccoli. I might just nuke an apple for dessert. Cut it in half, sprinkle with a little cinnamon (Himself gets some raisins, a light drizzle of maple syrup, and perhaps a dollop of ice cream), buzz it for maybe a minute, and voila - instant (or almost instant) baked apple.