Pilgrim’s Progress

Since today is Saturday, I figured it’s time to update you on my progress. Here are the goals for you again with an explanation of progress.

Goal 1: Lose 26 lbs by Christmas.

I lost 3 lbs this week!  Only 23 more to go.  That being said, I also binged on candy, potato chips and icecream all day after that.  Yeah, I know, self-destructive.  Plus, I felt horrible the next morning all achey and sore all over.  But, I’m getting right back to it!

Goal 2: Give the “Couch to 5K” program a shot. This will also help with goal 1. (Also inspired by Kristin by the way)

I haven’t started this program yet, but I have started walking my dog 1 mile in the morning, and one mile at night.  Baby steps for me when it comes to running, but I feel glad about the 2 miles a day.

Goal 3: Wear make-up to work everyday for a month. (I understand that this is not a problem for most, but for me, believe me, it’s a challenge.)

I haven’t really started back to work yet, so no make-up yet.  Officially I go back the third week in August.

Goal 4: Put a system in place in 1 room of the house that keeps it clean all the time. (I can add more rooms later. I want to be able to accomplish this.)

Ok, here’s where you’re going to see some pictures.  I decided to start with my bathroom.  I got out my Martha Stewart “How to Clean Your House” book–Yes I really have that thick volume–and read all about how to take care of the bathroom.  Here are the before and after pictures of my counter top. 

Counter-top Before

Countertop Now Counter-top Now

Goal 5:  Sort through my closet and get rid of clothes that don’t fit or I don’t wear anymore.

I haven’t begun this daunting task yet, but I plan to begin this week.  Ugggh!

Goal 6: Do something nice for someone every month. After Thanksgiving do something nice for someone once a week.

My friend recently lost her mother, so for my July niceity, I’d like to do something for her.  She lives several states away from me.  Any suggestions?

Goal 7: Sew 10 bags for Mill Street Coffee (my husband owns a coffee shop and he’s asked me to do this, but I’ve been putting it off.)

No progress yet.  No excuses either.  🙂

Goal 8: Read the Bible’s New Testament and keep a journal about what I’ve read.

I’ve been looking for just the right journal and haven’t found one, but soon, very soon. 

Goal 9: Begin painting again.

Not Yet

Goal 10: Take the ESL test and pass it.

I’ve taken the 2 day course, but haven’t signed up for the test yet.

All in all, I’ve felt very good about the beginnings of these goals.  Sort of like a pilgrim I guess.  I just think it’s too bad it took me 50 years to get here.  I want to reach the destination before it becomes just a dream.  After all, a dream is a wish your heart makes.  And my heart is pushing me forward.


A Day in the Life…

This week my life was literally almost cut short, not once, but twice.

1.  I was walking along a bridge in the town where my husband works.  It was a beautiful night and my husband and I were walking our dog Bruno.  Bruno loves this town and frequently swims in the creek next to our place of business.  Well, anyway, I was walking along this bridge and I realized Bruno had hung back a little too far, so I called to him.  I turned around and kept walking knowing he’d catch up after I called.  Suddenly I heard Bruno running pell mell as fast as he could down the bridge.  I figured he’d run right past me like he always does, but instead he clipped me in the knee as he ran by.  I’m no small woman, but that dog flipped me up in the air and off the bridge and into the street!  I remember thinking as I flew through the air, “You’ve got to be kidding me!”  On the way down I twisted my ankle and landed on the pole next to the sidewalk on my bottom where I now sport a rather large, purply, blue bruise that feels like bee stings in the morning when I wake up from laying on it all night.  I shutter to think what would have happened if I flipped the other way over the bridge or hit my head instead of my, well, you know what.

2.  Same day.  We had calmed down for the night and were watching a movie and enjoying a cup of coffee when–you guessed it–suddenly I choked on the coffee I was drinking!  It was bad.  I coughed and coughed and couldn’t breathe.  Finally small pockets of air started flowing through gurgling through the coffee.  I still felt like I couldn’t breathe, but knew I must be getting some air since I could hear it mixed in with the coffee.  My husband put my head between my knees and began pounding my back to help the water come out of my lungs.  I honestly thought that might do me in.  I saw little sparks of light before my eyes and was afraid I might pass out. Thankfully my wonderfully calm EMT husband got me through it.

In all of this I guess there are lessons to be learned.  Life is short.  Enjoy it to the fullest.  Be the best you can be.  Love deeply and forgive wrongs.  It all sounds a little cliche, but now I understand the strength of these truthful words.  This is my life.  What am I going to do with it?  It is my hope that I follow the lessons learned.

Old Age

Today as I walked my dogs around the block–it’s 14 degrees in Texas today–I realized I should’ve worried about my age.  The ice covered sidewalks presented new challenges as the dogs slid me across each gap.  My balance isn’t as good as it once was and my 50 year old bones are probably a lot more brittle.  This padding I have surrounding it all, wouldn’t be much help either.  It would just add to the slamming power as I hit the ice.  Another “cool” reason to drop the weight.  I made it the distance, with only one fall, my faithful Amstaff returning to see if I was ok, and my adventuresome jack russell was singing, “Free at last!”.  With the Amstaff in hand we cornered the Jack Russell and I was able to retain proper control, my ego just a little bruised.  I made it all the way around the block and home again.  Whew!

I’m not sorry I did it.  The dogs loved it, and I made it through another challenge that gave me another reason to keep off the sugar.  10 days and counting!