My day started the same as every week day does. With my alarm rudely interrupting my sleep at 545 am. But after the 6 am reminder that I need to get up now, things changed for me today. Last night I made a conscious decision that I am done being unhappy about my figure and I am done with doing nothing about it. Being in a car accident limited me which depressed me. Looking in my closet as the clothes seemed to get smaller was also depressing. For a long time I gave in to that depression and openend up that bag of chips and shared the minimum amount so as to not call myself a piggy. When I was given approval from my physician to start with my workouts again, my symptoms returned and I stopped. I vowed to start slow. To focus on three things. More sleep. More water. And more movement. Well, that more, it is simply not enough. This morning, after fifteen minutes of pleading with the clock, I reluctantly rolled out of bed. I remembered the promise I had made to myself. As a blogger friend said, "Every day is the first day." And today was the first day of keeping my promises to me. This morning, I got my sweat on with Shelly Dose, who I stumbled upon on Google+. Check out her YouTube channel. A little while later, my daughter and I went to the library to return some books that were due. I swore that I took three steps to get up to the drop off box. But for some odd reason there were only two to come down. Even more odd was the fact that the pavement was marked for a step that was not there. My brain did not comprehend this and I took a step down only to find my footing off and my foot "stuck" to the pavement. Being my daughter, she laughed with me about my near fall all the way across the parking lot. She wished she had captured the moment on camera. It must have been a sight to see. Thankfully for me, we do not allow our children to have cell phones until a much later age. This afternoon we have a couple more appointments. Before which, I have promised my "curly hairs" that I would transfer them to match their "straight hair" siblings. I keep telling them how much I envy their curls. But they do not care. They want me to do their hair for them. How is your day going? What are your plans?
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6/8/2015 08:22:49 am
Aww, I hope tomorrows the 3M's( More sleep/ More water/More movement) are still in the program after your little mishap across the packing lot, I'm sorry but that did make me giggle. Good on you for letting that alarm clock push you to an early rise that day and for many more! You have made me open my own eyes to the very some vision. Please keep us updated on those early starts with Shelly Dose :)
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Rachel Rennie
6/9/2015 02:06:27 pm
I've been doing good with the 3M's it just isn't enough to lose weight.
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