Saturday, March 13, 2010

Mama

Someday, I want to talk about Mama.
I want to talk to Mama.
I loved her.
I love her.
I miss her.
I miss what we didn't have.
Well, at least not since I was 5.

I do believe she resides in heavenly places.
Maybe she can hear me now.

Mama, let's have a cup o' tea and chat.

It's about health

Re-thinking.
I did go "back to the drawing board" so to speak. I had to. Even though I only lost four pounds, I miss my extra energy, my disposition.... and a number of other things.

So, if my focus is health, why did I cave at the "plateau?"
Well, because old habits die hard. I have missed my pre-non-smoking body for years. Possibly I suffer from body dysmorphia, but even at that, I can see my weight, my body shape.

But I think I might be beginning to appreciate the other benefits associated with a healthy life style. Make no mistake, I am a realist. I don't aspire to a pre-pubescent, boy figure anymore. Except for certain obvious exceptions, I had that figure for over 40 years. I'm not a model, don't want to be one. But I do expect to lose fat and get toned a bit more, have strength and energy.

The Biggest Loser was very inspirational -- but I did not realize those people worked out for SIX hours a day. My one hour, even 45 minutes per day does not compare! I thought I could lose the weight -- it would just take me longer -- but not sooooooooooo long! Sound contradictory? Maybe, but my mind processes like this! It's not always fun being me! :)

So!
Starting Monday, an hour of cardio. I will sweat.
And until I drop sizes, I will have more energy!

Go, Patty!
You can do it.
Yeah, me!