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Saturday, November 13, 2010

Runaway Train

We wanted to go see the movie, Unstoppable, this weekend, but don't think that will happen. Too many other things on the calendar.

Nevertheless, I still feel like I've been on a runaway train. Why do I allow this to happen? All fingers point in my direction.

It's no secret that I'm on Weight Watchers, and am quite pleased with the results and with the fact that I have a maintenance plan. But every once in a while my appetite and desires get the better of me. I binge. I hate that word. It sound disgusting. And I guess it really is.

I have looked for...and much chocolate and nuts I can find today. Out of my bonus points for the week (and my week started this morning), I have 7 left. Truth be told, I've probably under counted, and I really don't have ANY left!

Here's the good news: I know basically where I am. In the past, I would have been content to ignorantly eat everything in sight and pretend I was still going to maintain. I DO have a plan. I DO know how much my body needs (and doesn't).

So, after today's runaway train, the dining car is closed for repairs. Only the fuel for each day will be allowed. It's a plan, and I choose to stick with it.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

That's Me All Over...

Is nothing sacred anymore?

I have no one to blame but myself. My name is all over cyberspace, and to some people that would be a good thing. To others, it's just downright scary.

No doubt you've heard of an "ego search" or "ego Google" or some reasonable facsimile. Type your name into a search engine and see what comes up. You may be pleasantly, or unpleasantly, surprised.

Over my lunch hour I determined to do just that...the ego search. And boy was I shocked! Addresses dating back 25 years, my age (correct, I have to admit), and photos! Yipes!

Some people pay good money for this kind of ubiquitous publicity. I think mine is under the heading of "not-so-discerning" sharing on the Internet.

Go ahead and make your day. Search for yourself. And if, by chance, you find yourself, I hope you like what you find.

Thursday, November 04, 2010

Weak in the Knees

Have you ever seen something that made your legs go weak? These seem to fall into certain categories for me, but mostly it is of the physical infirmity kind. I'd never be a good nurse!

Anyway, I was returning from our monthly Highlights meeting this morning, heading for the street and thinking that this would probably be the last day I'd want to wear the shoes with open toes. It's getting a bit chilly, and I could feel the breeze sneaking into my instep.

Just as I was reaching the curb, a woman passed in front of me. She was shuffling along, and if she had been pushing a shopping cart, I can assure you I would have safely assumed she was homeless. Her footwear was flip flops.

I glanced at her feet as she shuffled by and saw that her leathery heels were split wide open. May I remind you that she is wearing flip flops and has no "heel" on her shoes.

As I crossed the street I began to sway and had to shake myself of it lest I collapse on the pavement. The sight did indeed make my knees go weak.

What could I have done? No money in my purse to give her for a new pair of shoes or at least some cream for her feet. My shoes would have been of no help to her. That opportunity is past.

But I can be grateful.