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Some days I could write pages and pages of stuff and some days the words in my head look more like magnet poetry. Today is a magnet poetry type of day.
Yesterday was my annual doctor's appointment. It didn't just go well, it went fantastic. He asked how I was losing the weight and I told him the truth. Counting calories. Eating healthy. And working through the 12 step program. He was impressed.
My blood pressure is low, my cholesterol is less than 1:3 ratio (good:bad cholesterol - apparently now it's the ratios that matter more than the numbers, 1:4 is considered very good), and my weight is dropping. All that combined makes for a very good annual exam.
In food issues, I seem to be doing pretty good. I'm hesitant to say very good because I still struggle a lot with certain times and situations. But I've been able to recognize that thoughts as they enter my head and deal with them rationally. My weak point lately is not planning out my meals. I haven't cooked at home in a few days and haven't been grocery shopping in far too long. And flying by the seat of my pants WILL lead to trouble, it's just a matter of when. So tonight I plan and then shop. And then cook. Because I can do this!!
Speaking of plans, I need to also plan to add some exercise into each of my days. Everythings been busy - that's been my excuse. And when I say busy, I mean leave the house at 6am and don't get home until 10pm busy. But I must make time for myself. Busy isn't a new thing for me. And the year I raced, I did make time. So it can be done. I will make that a priority this week as well and include exercise in my day.
Finally, in news of the really exciting, I got my package of healthy pantry food in the mail yesterday! Tonights meal will be courtesy of healthy pantry. I will review the food for everyone!! Now I just have to decide: chilli or Lasagna??!




TTFN,
LauraLynne

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