This is a goofy picture of me that my sister sent my way last night. She loves to take pictures of me when I’m making weird faces or when my wirey hair is blowing all crazy in the wind – and then post them for the world to see. Grrr. Little sisters!!! I HATE seeing pictures of me. You know, double chins and all.
So… Earlier I posted the “just do it” philsophy. When it comes to crafting, writing I have it down. But eating healthy and exercising? No way. I think I’m allergic to moving fast and steamed veggies. Lame excuse. I had a weird dream last night about being overweight, and while I don’t remember the specifics, I woke up freaked, like if I don’t make a change for the better…well, let’s just say it was just a wake up call. Thankfully, I always have decent check ups and I want it to stay that way or be better.
After I finished that last post, I put in a new load of laundry in the washing machine, and thought how I felt ashamed inside because I knew I wasn’t coming clean. I have a dream goal that I’ve been ignoring. For the past couple of years, I’ve pretty much given up on trying to lose weight and eat healthy. And that laziness trickles over to my kids and husband. Mommies rule the house, so when she has banana pudding with Nilla wafers, so does everyone else!
I need to step up to the plate. Or rather, step away from it. I want to apply that last post I wrote to losing weight to get healthy and to prevent my kids from someday having to wear clothes that have a size “X” on the label. I pulled out the Splenda and made a grocery list. I’m ready to do this. Patrick is chuckling because he knows I say this every Sunday, and every Sunday he offers to help me. By Monday morning, I’ve written it off saying things like, “Maybe God wants me to be this size, that’s why He makes it so hard for me to lose weight. I should embrace my BBW-ism! Anyone up for pancakes?”
Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. I’m going to take a different appraoch this time. I’m not going to read books, buy diet plans, or anything like that. I’m just going to lay off the bread and sugar, and add more veggies and salads into the mix. Deep breath. And move more.
So whatever goal you are trying to tackle, I am right there with you. Let’s see what happens!
Before I get back to cleaning the house, I want to share this neat thing I saw on the Travel Channel. I’m so addicted to Samantha Brown’s Passport to Latin America, and today she covered Zihuatanejo & Ixtapa, Mexico. She went to a hotel where they leave more than just a mint on your pillow. They leave an elaborate flower pedal design all across your bed! I snapped a picture from the TV for you.
Isn’t this so cool? I would hate to mess it up in order to sleep though, I think I would curl up on the edge of the bed!