Me and my maters
Oh. My pathetic window box tomato plant is having small success!He hee. Off to the gym now. It only took me two hours of piddling to actually get ready to go. Amazing that I have to talk myself into something sooo good for me. Sure doesn't take as long to talk myself into ice cream or a few hours of tv. Or evil self-hating talk. Puuurfect.
Back from the gym and major rain storms. Good news to report: had fun at the gym, said nice things to myself (amen for no mirrors) and got a funny reward. At the gym, doing "wall" push-ups - and I promise, they work, I was thinking about my heart, how hard it has to work to keep me alive with my extra weight. How one tiny muscle must push blood to every cell that is me - even the fat ones. I decided that that's a lot to ask, especially for years and years. So I made a deal with my heart, service me for a year now as I learn to take care of you, then it will be my turn to service you... pump little heart, pump, just a few more months.
So, it was sprinkling when I left the gym. Then, nearly instantly, it was pouring. I didn't have anumbrella and hold umbreallas in general disdain (Claire says "because they're pessimisitic"). So I roamed the 'hood in soaked gym clothes and a baseball cap. When the bottem really dropped out, I stopped under some scaffolding to just watch people. I stood next to a garbage collector smoking a pipe. He was a sort of poncho clad Sherlock Holmes with a big rolling trash can. It was bizarre. "It's really raining," he said, taking a puff of his pipe - and confirming all that he had in common with Holmes. He grinned in a really freaky way (revealing serious JoJo Rottentooth)- you know, the way that makes one think, yeah, getting soaked isn't so bad. So I left. Weird stuff like that is a reward to me.
Another reward? An inspiring post from Ms. Britt Fick (comments, Day 1). Thanks for sharing tips that helped you Britt! And congratulations. :)
Eating idea for the day: Don't eat like a snake. (See comments, Day 1)
Keep on keeping on. This CAN happen.
posted by lulicious @ 11:47 AM
3 Comments:
My optimistic beauty,
Keep up the outstanding work! I love the story about the poncho clad Sherlock. Big smile and love, c
ps THIS is happening!
You are concerned even about people whom you have never met. and NOW you are getting some friendship to yourSELF! Congratulations on your true start!
Melanie
M maters are HUGE. What a feat! Growing tomatoes on a practically sunless window ledge. You are growing all kinds of promise now! You are on your way to Smallville which is a bedroom community to Healthville. I am proud of your resolve and ALL (even teeny --- EVERY) efforts. Even sad, you still offer to others. I don't like the black and white pictures of melancholy you. But there is the light: You are exposing and admitting: first steps to wellness. I adore every inch and ounce of you! H
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