I Only Look Chubby

You know what, guys? I think there was something to that hypnotic suggestion.

Whatever the reason, I'm feeling lithe on the inside. Of course, the mirror doesn't seem to get it, but I'm thinking that will come in time. Changes have been made.

I have a better attitude toward exercise; trying to change it up a lot. I even went to Zumba yesterday. Yes, I looked the fool, but fortunately, so did our teacher. She's learning it too and I actually thank the universe for that. Who cares if you're looking ridiculous along with everyone else? I'm actually disappointed if something pops-up to prevent me from doing my "pre-shower hour". This has actually happened, believe it or not. I know, it seems unlikely during a vacation break with no significant other, etc., but it has.

Food choices haven't always been Biggest Loser approved, but the quantity has been noticeably smaller. By choice, no less.

Bottom line is that, WHATEVER it is that's making me feel good, I do feel good.

A-ha Moment

So I was taking my big walk this morning (4.2 miles) and it was HARD! Everything hurt ... my foot bones, ankles, knees ... they all hurt. Really. This was ridiculous. I had just walked nearly 5 miles the weekend before, and they didn't hurt this much during that hike. Whatever ... I dragged my fat hiney onward. About 3/4 of the way through, I had a revelation!

Of course I hurt! I was lugging the equivalent of two, 30-pound sacks of flour around with me for over 4 miles! Two of them! Have a skinny person try and do that.

It helped. Still hurt, but I just told myself that it's going to be SO easy when that weight is off my feet.

Fun!

Okay, so moving the feet is fun! My new hiking organization (AVA.org) gave me an idea ... take the tin teepee to walks within 400 miles and do a little camping. This weekend, I walked Long Beach and camped in Newport. Not exactly roughing it, but it was something I wouldn't have normally done and I'm glad I did. My 10K was reduced to about a 7K because I miscalculated traffic on PCH. I should know better!

On the hypnosis front, one thing leads to another. I have since been led to a meditative download which gave me absolutely the BEST night's sleep I've ever had. I'm thinking the meditation will reinforce what I know I need to "adjust" in my misguided little neural-connections. The guy has all kinds of target areas, but so far, I'm just using the freebie.

I also ran into a book, Hypnotizing Maria, which just happens to be based on hypnosis and our belief systems, though it is fiction. Interesting read and I've always loved Richard Bach. He's kind of out there, if you haven't read him.

Here's to getting this all wrapped up and figured out!

When Nothing Else is Working ...

Here's a new one for you. I got hypnotized. Yup. Two visits to FR with one pound lost
each time = something else is afoot, here! So, yesterday I hightailed it to a hypnotist and traveled into my head.

I'm not giving details, because it's pretty personal. Something I would only share with the complete stranger who took me "down", ironically. Still, the content doesn't really matter. I'm thinking what does matter is that I did come up with something. Addressing that issue seems like a good idea, no matter what. Seems I've been holding onto a little something that became a huge something over time. Me. I can let go of the situation/guilt/blame because I'm a big girl, now. My little child did the best she could to protect me, but kids are so incapable of coming up with good solutions. I need to journal this, privately. Here's to healing!

Back From Vacation

Ok, so I semi-fell off the wagon. Ironically enough, my biggest blunders happened at my parents' house. Bless their hearts. They mean well. And I just fall right into the "oh, what the heck" trap so easily. It's easier than explaining why "just one" doesn't work for me. And they have started eating healthy foods, too. It's just that they also eat the sugar/fat crap. I didn't help matters when I bought my 90 year old mom a birthday cake and ice cream. Just call me a total junkie!

I did do some walking, however (yea, me), just not enough. The walks at the parents' were full of animal experiences. I don't know why, but they would all run right up to me (within 3 ft!), look me in the eye, then scamper off. A deer, squirrel, and bird all wanted to be my friend. Swear! Glad they don't live near bears! The

Nike+gps was a huge motivator again. As for the rest of the trip, I was trapped on a train for 4 days with fake food and no chance to really move, and I did a few walks with my son and grandson.

I really need to get to the gym! I actually WANT to. Maybe it's because I don't want to unpack and clean ... you think?