Get up... Move your Butt

I couldn't resist this picture... lol...

Wiggle... jiggle... jump and giggle... in truth after grooming for a few hours it was spagetti arms and a serious whine the next day. Yeouch... that's right yeouch... more like a yelp and ouch... still sore today but not as much. Muscles are getting stronger, more endurance. The first Karate kid movie kept running through my mind as I was brushing, and clipping, and brushing and clipping. The wax on wax of scenes, and the paint the fence. Hey if you haven't seen it, go rent it. Its a great movie. That's my opinion and I'm sticking to it...lol...

I haven’t been messing with the scale much. Note I said much...lol... I did weigh, it said I had stayed the same. Actually I get on the scale about once a week. Looking back over the past 2 months it's looks like my weight has stabilized. I was gaining fast for a while there. Had to address some issues. Both physical, mental, and emotional. I am no longer taking some perscription drugs that were causing some major health issues. Tends to tork me off. Use a drug because your doc perscribed it and it ends up doing more damage in the long run than good. That's all I'm saying on that right now. I get so annoyed when I think about it I fume and rant.

I know I’m getting smaller because my clothes are getting looser. Weight wise, my body composition is changing. Burning off fat, and building muscle. Fat takes up 5 times the space of muscle, on the flip side muscle weighs 5 times as much as fat does. Sound like a no win situation. It may sound that way but it’s not. You need muscle to function. Fat is merely excess fuel stores. It doesn’t help you to function unless you are out of fuel. I can feel my abs getting stronger, across my back and shoulders, my arms. When I flex my arms you can see the muscles moving, even with the fat layer on the outside.

Hopefully my skin will draw up as my size continues to decrease.

I really want to be able to walk a marathon. I want the physical capability to do that, and actually enjoy the day. Not a torture test.

I want to be able to ride a century in a day as well. When I am actually able to take a vacation I want to take a bicycle tour, and be able to enjoy the ride.

I am sooooo not interested in the waif thin stick figure bobble head doll nonsense. I have no desire to be weak and lightheaded. What a boring way to live.

I want to be able to enjoy being physically active. I can already feel my strength building. I took a look at a picture my husband took of my dad and myself standing side by side. I was pleasantly surprised to notice that I could see changes in my body and face already.

I have measurements on record, and do not plan on measuring until the end of the summer.

I am pacing myself a bit. Actually that’s not quite true I’m working flat out on this kennel and ranch this summer. Periodically I have to take some time to just chill out and let my body rest. I am making an effort to not fry my mind looking at the whole of everything that needs to be done. And at the same time stay on target. Looking at the whole can really overwhelm.

Translated… if you have 100 pounds of excess lard hanging on your butt, and can barely walk across the room. Focus on one step at a time. Small changes. Not a total shock. Build to the marathon… by first getting off the couch. If you can walk across the room do that. Then take 3 more steps. And so on and so on.

Rather than “ I can’t do this it’s too much” ask yourself “how can I do this (whatever your goal may be) and enjoy the process” Live your life.

Life is a journey... one step at a time... Mary E. Robbins & the Hairballs