A New Beginning

I'm on the edge of a new beginning. Yesterday I was writing about seeing the Nutritionist. I think that was a good thing. I've had a chance to go through all of the information she gave me and I've been on the website she gave me for some extra help.

After leaving her office I felt like, that's it? A bunch of papers and I'm on my own? Well, I'm not really on my own. I did some good things yesterday, meaning I got off my dead ass and did something.

Today, it's 11:00 in the morning and here I am, on my day off, and I've done two loads of laundry, cleaned up the house, and I've worked out with weights. They are just little five pound hand weights, but at least I did something. Julie told me to start with 20 minutes a day, so that's what I did. Believe it or not, I got my heart rate up and I broke a sweat. That tells me I'm doing something.

I must have a rush of oxygen to my muscles because I feel a little jittery. I think I read that somewhere. When you've been doing nothing for so long, and then you start exercizing your body gets a rush of oxygen to areas that haven't gotten it for a while, and you feel a little jittery. It's not a bad feeling, maybe it's the endorphins releasing into my system.

I'm supposed to have Scott here for my moral support, to keep me on track. He's been working alot of OT this week, so I haven't seen him. Seriously, I have seen him for about 5 minutes each day and that's hardly time to talk about anything. He get's out of work at 6pm tonight, but we'll be at the football game, so I guess we'll catch up with weekend. I wonder if he even noticed the lingerie hanging on the bedroom wall when he came in last night at 12:30??? Probably thinks I'm nuts.

OMG, Samantha is being such a little shit head this morning. John is at school so its just Sam and I. I'm on the computer so she is doing everything she can to get my attention. Touching the computer, changing the TV, pausing the TV, getting into the cabinet under the TV, getting into the silverware drawer, getting into the junk food cupboard (which is pretty empty), trying to drink my water, pulling the dogs tail.....I could go on and on. What a little creep!

Spongebob is her favorite and I have that on....the movie...but she would rather have my full attention.

Back to my new beginning. I haven't started the food portion yet. I had to get through all of the information that Julie sent home with me. I need to make a menu and a shopping list. And taking any children shopping with me is NOT an option. How can you look at labels and make sure that you are getting what you want when you are fighting with three kids to keep their hands off everything ont he shelves. Good heavens, talk about stress! So I'll shop tomorrow.

I did a good thing, food wise yesterday and today, and a bad thing by eating a brownie. But starving myself and never allowing myself to have anything good will surely set me up for failure. The great thing is that I have Dr. Kern working with me, and the dietician working with me. Scott wants to get 20 more pounds off.....he did his weight loss the wrong way last time and put some of it back on. It's different for men, we all know that.

So, I know I'm rambling on, but this is going to be my sounding board for those tough days. You can read my posts, or you don't have to. It just feels good to get these frustrations, as well as the successes in print. I feel good that I've finally come to a point where I want to do something good for myself.

I'm going to end this post for now. I want to write about the pink arrow game. This is sorta what got me going in this direction with the dietician. More about that in my next post.

Thanks for listening.