Time to face the music! OK.......(.4) pounds gained..as the daughter said sarcastically, "Just 2 cellphones" Actually, I thought it was going to be worse.........as the dawling says, We can't live in that food bubble forever.......
I am running a slight bit over one mile now...which I am finding amazing for my old self! The fat is sloshing as I run but I'm making progress. So, one step backwards and maybe two forward?
strong feeling that this Wednesday is going to be a VERY bad cattle scale adventure..............BUT we went on the PATH to 9th street in New York and walked to Union Square to experience the Farmers market. MY, my, my.............it was dizziness, elation, it was jam packed with the peoples, it was 200 degrees.........I did not take pictures.........Child #3 was with us and we had to work fast........he was getting circuit overload.......he was getting that look and "we" know that look........so all 5 of us (everyone minus #1 son) did the ride over, walk, and back in 3 plus hours. Next time it will be different.......maybe! The food, the food, the food, the smells, the salivation was intense.........save me dear diet fairy, save me..........................
Hoboken, I think I love youuuuuuu! The driving is intense, the dawling is my wheel-master...think I'm going to look forward to Stevens!!!!!!!!!!!! The average age for the town is 28 years ........all the women were pregnant, or with a baby........The dawling was mumbling......
I'm going to like these visits to Stevens..............
OK, feeling good today.....stepped on the cattle scale and lost 1.4 pounds of lard this week! It has to be the running! My fat is jiggling down the road with each step......I have developed a secret following.......that's OK.......they cheer me on!
Hoping I can maintain or lose next cattle scale time....going to see the baby at college this weekend. (Parents weekend) I can't wait to see him! I must not over eat! I must not encounter bed bugs! We will be in bed bug land...I will do the mattress check thing and please please may I not see one!!!!!
I gained .2 stinking pounds this week! (one of those skinny people told me that was a small cellphone....I just looked at her)
The good news....I am running one entire mile! (That my friends is a true miracle!) The cows are shocked, they look at me funny.....a young redneck wannabe was cruising by in his red pickup....veered over to my side, after passing, looking in his rear view mirror at my "jogginess".......I waved! Of course it takes 3 miles of my straight waddle walk, then I flip into run drive ...after a mile of run time, click back to waddle.....not bad for a 56 year old fatty!
On another note....a dear someone emailed me the news that my small community (involving only the womenfolk) has been getting terrorized by a "mooner". He was actually caught in the act in front of our post office...the one I go by near the end of my 5 miles. I was never mooned, I would like to know if was based on my waddle, my age? I was rather disappointed! Although I must admit I feel so much better that this "mooner" has been caught! Life in the back-roads and rack-roads of our Valley.........
everyone is waiting......... (.8pounds) of lard lost. Wanted more but will take it. I am actually jogging for .5 miles straight.....I am now doing 5 miles of waddle walking in the morning but toward the end of the waddle I have started the jogging. Actually I am grateful no one really sees me as I jog......think of big jiggles as I jiggle jangle down the road....... I leave one with that stuck in your brain..........
I want everyone to know that I busted my be-hind for this weeks loss! Yes, was waddle walking and waddle running 8 to 9 miles per day! I go back to work this evening, so I only did 5 miles today. Anyway, I lost 1.2 pounds of lard. Peoples...it was more, as This waddle person gained from the week before....I think I gained about 2 pounds, so I was on a mission not to humiliate my fat self! We will see what next week brings.........Until then will show pictures of the dawling (look at his slim down hunky self) and the last of four children moving into his (NOT) air conditioned dorm on the third floor............
