I woke up this morning to my husband grumbling ..... "You owe me big time"!!
Here, while I was still sleeping, Steve let my beloved house dog Kasey out, put on his own coat and boots, followed Kasey through the mud and snow as Kasey roamed the yard, waited patiently while Kasey did his "job" in a snow bank, dug it out of the snow bank, bagged it in a plastic bag, and brought it inside so I can deliver it to the vet's office this morning as Kasey's poop sample during his annual check-up!!
No other person that I know of would have done that for me!!
Yes, my darling Steve, I owe you big time!
And I think I know a way to repay you!!
;)
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Out of Control
Ok .... my weight gain has gotten out of control ..... :(
I guess there are a lot of things that have contributed to it. Jeff's cancer and death. My cancer and clinical depression. Medication issues. Career changes. Midlife changes and my hysterectomy. I know the weight started creeping up when I had to put my last boxer dog to sleep, and I purchased my little Boston Terrier, Kasey. I had visions of hopping in the car with him and going to city and state parks and walking and hiking all over the place. But .... the combination of his short legs and his short muzzle leave him winded after 1/2 mile. And that short of a walk does nothing for me. So ..... we have developed into this relationship where we spend hours ..... and I mean hours..... with me in my recliner and him on my lap snuggled under a blanket. It is so awesomely incredible to do that with him! But .... my health is paying the price for it.
My weight has yo yo'd for years, so I have very little muscle mass left. I know .... I need to lift weights. And I used to do that when Craig had his 3 station Weider weight machine on our porch. But that has been replaced with grammie's toys for her little boys.
Part of me says .... I am a Grammie now .... and grammies are supposed to be soft and plump. But the other part of me says .... NO!! I want to be able to get on the floor and play with my grandsons without being totally winded when I try to get up. And I want to be able to take them in long stroller rides without having to stop to catch my breath.
In 1990 I lost 40 lbs and got down to 124 lbs. In 2000 I lost another 40 lbs and got down to 117 lbs. At Brian's wedding I was 130 lbs and felt great! When I left the bank and started at the insurance agency I was 140 and still felt good and my clothes fit well. But since then ... the combination of a sedentary job and middle age have caused me to become the heaviest I have ever been in my life. And it has to stop.
So ...... since nothing else I have tried lately has worked .... I opened an online account at livestrong.com/myplate last night. There you put in your height, weight, and activity level. For me it's 5'4, 174 lbs, sedentary. Then you plug in your weight goals ..... for me - to lose 2 lbs a week .... and then it gives you the amount of calories you can eat each day in order to meet that goal .... 999 calories for me. Then there is a place to record everything you eat, and the number of calories each item contains. And it keeps a running total of what you have already consumed for the day, and how many more calories you can eat in order to meet your stated goal.
Today is day 1. We will see how it goes.
All I know is .... something has to change. And I am the only one who can change it.
I guess there are a lot of things that have contributed to it. Jeff's cancer and death. My cancer and clinical depression. Medication issues. Career changes. Midlife changes and my hysterectomy. I know the weight started creeping up when I had to put my last boxer dog to sleep, and I purchased my little Boston Terrier, Kasey. I had visions of hopping in the car with him and going to city and state parks and walking and hiking all over the place. But .... the combination of his short legs and his short muzzle leave him winded after 1/2 mile. And that short of a walk does nothing for me. So ..... we have developed into this relationship where we spend hours ..... and I mean hours..... with me in my recliner and him on my lap snuggled under a blanket. It is so awesomely incredible to do that with him! But .... my health is paying the price for it.
My weight has yo yo'd for years, so I have very little muscle mass left. I know .... I need to lift weights. And I used to do that when Craig had his 3 station Weider weight machine on our porch. But that has been replaced with grammie's toys for her little boys.
Part of me says .... I am a Grammie now .... and grammies are supposed to be soft and plump. But the other part of me says .... NO!! I want to be able to get on the floor and play with my grandsons without being totally winded when I try to get up. And I want to be able to take them in long stroller rides without having to stop to catch my breath.
In 1990 I lost 40 lbs and got down to 124 lbs. In 2000 I lost another 40 lbs and got down to 117 lbs. At Brian's wedding I was 130 lbs and felt great! When I left the bank and started at the insurance agency I was 140 and still felt good and my clothes fit well. But since then ... the combination of a sedentary job and middle age have caused me to become the heaviest I have ever been in my life. And it has to stop.
So ...... since nothing else I have tried lately has worked .... I opened an online account at livestrong.com/myplate last night. There you put in your height, weight, and activity level. For me it's 5'4, 174 lbs, sedentary. Then you plug in your weight goals ..... for me - to lose 2 lbs a week .... and then it gives you the amount of calories you can eat each day in order to meet that goal .... 999 calories for me. Then there is a place to record everything you eat, and the number of calories each item contains. And it keeps a running total of what you have already consumed for the day, and how many more calories you can eat in order to meet your stated goal.
Today is day 1. We will see how it goes.
All I know is .... something has to change. And I am the only one who can change it.
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