There is something about being in the woods that resonates with my soul. Yeah, I know, it sounds kind of corny, but it is true. I could walk in the woods forever. Getting out there is always the problem -- is it warm enough today, is it going to rain, what will I wear ??? the questions line up, there is always some reason or other that makes a hike not seem palatable. But for me, once I am out there, it's always good. Always.
Take yesterday for example. I had arranged to take a walk with a friend shortly after 1:00 p.m. But then it kept stretching on and on, she couldn't meet yet, would let me know when she could. I sat at my desk and watched the day deteriorate into darkness, and then rain. But I had been thinking for hours about that walk and damn if I wasn't going to take it! I had ample reasons not to -- darkness and rain are biggies -- but I met her shortly after 4:00 and off we went, clad in our rain coats. It rained the entire time, and by the time we turned around and headed back, it was getting dark dark. We have to walk through this tunnel at one point (the path goes underneath the road) and that was just beyond scary. Now we were using a phone as a flashlight! But the entire thing was FABULOUS! Despite the fact I was totally sopping wet, despite the fact it took me a bit for the chill to wear off; it was all worth it. Every second!
Today was not sunny, in fact it is downright gray and icky with a biting wind. Who wants to be out in that? But the thing is, once you actually GET OUT there, it's fine. I started out in a fleece jacket, but by the time I was tromping up the rather steep hill, huffing and puffing, I had taken that off and I was in just a T-shirt. Cold is relative!
After our nice long hike we went out for lunch. Ahhhh, a big heaping plate of salad with grilled chicken, and because we wanted to warm up, we split a crock of beefalo chili. PERFECT! What I love is that I can go out to eat relatively painlessly -- it seems that there is always something on the menu that will work, whereas when I was doing the raw thing, that wasn't the case AT ALL. It's a new world, and I can't imagine trading off feeling so good and dropping weight for a piece of bread. Seems kind of ridiculous, really.
I haven't weighed myself since Monday and tomorrow is the day that I get to step on the scale and see if there was any movement. I would be shocked if there wasn't -- and I would like to stay off it even longer, but I just can't. Not hopping on it daily has been torture for me! But it's a stupid practice, because my weight has always fluctuated a lot. I can go up and down five pounds in a day. Might not seem possible, but believe me. I've seen it. So there is nothing as frustrating as seeing you have lost five pounds, and then three days later seeing you've gained it all back. Even if I FEEL better, that kind of negative showing does me in. I should throw the scale out (again) but the last time I did that I gained a ton of weight. You need something to keep you in check, if not to downright celebrate. For there will be loss!
Oh yes, there will be nothing but loss. Bye bye bye fat cells, see ya later ... no never see ya again!
*Oh, I do have my cheats. I have a little small tiny mint chocolate. Okay, today I had three, but I hiked for a couple of hours. BUT NO BREAD! I haven't touched bread in weeks. Oh yeah, that is because I am never going to again, right?!!!!!
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