So, it has been "one of those days" today. However, instead of being one of those days where the world conspired against me, it was one of those days where everything I did was "on". *giggles* It was a good food day and I went walking. Yay! I know this is going to sound/read absolutely ridiculous, but I am so excited and proud of myself for staying on track. hehe. When my b/f called tonight, I could wait to tell him. The last couple of weeks I haven't met my goal of losing 2 pounds, but today, I really feel like I put myself on track to meet my 2 pound weight loss goal for the week. I really hope tomorrow I can stick with the food program and do it again.
Other than the food, today wasn't all that exciting for me. It rained really hard early this morning and that really hurt the pepper plants I have planted in my garden. A couple of plants lost some of their leaves, so I hope they can bounce back. Missouri is pretty notorious for having violent/hard thunderstorms, so I'm not holding out a lot of hope for my garden; however, I would really love to be able to go outside and pick a couple green pepper this summer.
Most of my day was spent cleaning up around the house. I made the mistake early on in the day to flip on the TV. I landed on the Bravo channel and ended up watching a marathon of The Biggest Loser. I was sitting there watching the show thinking how amazing it was that these 300 and 400 pound people decided to make a lifestyle change when they started flashing some of the beginning weights of the female contestants. I'm not kidding you, my jaw hit the floor. After trying to fool myself a little longer into believing that I wasn't "that" overweight, I faced up to reality and both comprehended and digested the fact that some of the women on the show weighed almost as much as I did. Now, it didn't say how tall the girls were, but I'm figuring that we were pretty similar. Then I started wondering what I actually looked like. That may sound kind of odd, but I have this mental picture of myself and sometimes I wonder if that doesn't completely alter what I see when I look into the mirror. I don't think I look *that* overweight. Honestly, I don't have *that* much of an issue with my weight --it is the rest of the world pushing me to be skinnier. However, maybe the reason I don't have a problem with my weight is the fact that I'm not seeing what the outside world sees. I have fooled myself into believing that I am okay, when I am not. *sigh* My "healthy" body weight is supposed to be 130 (at the highest), but right now I've decided to set my goal at 150. Once I reach that goal, I will re-think how I feel.
So, as I am sweeping the floor, planning dinner, and being oh so guilty of watching a marathon of Biggest Loser, my doorbell rings. I know automatically that it has to be my neighbor again. Nobody ever comes over to my house!! I answered the door and yes, it was my neighbor asking me if I wanted to join her for another walk. I'm still a little....hmm, let's go with the technical term "weirded out"....weirded out by the sudden onset of friendliness from my neighbor. She seems to be a genuinely nice person, but it still seems odd to me that a woman that is at least 20 years older than me (that is being nice, and underestimating by probably 10 years) has suddenly decided that we should become friends. This time her friend walked with us and I got to mostly listen in on their conversation as they walked. It turns out that they are friends from church, and it seems whatever church that happens to be is highly conservative (yeah, I live in the Bible Belt. No big surprise there!). Also, attached to that highly conservative mindset is a conservative political view. Now, I've heard the quote that goes something like, "If you have a heart, you are a democrat when you are young and if you have a mind, you are a republican when you are old" but that seems like two major strikes against us having a friendly relationship. hehe.
Never talk about religion or politics because those two subjects will get you in worlds of trouble --a general philosophy of mine. Now, these two older ladies are talking about both and I'm just trying to bite back my tongue. The only time I chose to really pipe in with an opinion was when my neighbor said she'd confiscated her son's MP3 player to check out what kind of music he was listening to. Apparently, something on the player didn't sit well with her because she had deleted the song and told him it was vulgar. Her son is almost 15 --of course he is going to think about sex! But, according to her, that was unacceptable behavior. Hmmm....she better have a conference call with her higher power because note to the world: 15 year old boys think about "dirty things". hehe. I phrased it a lot nicer than that to her, but I did pose the question, "when will it be okay for him to listen to that song?" Her answer, "never". Looks like she'll be living with her son for a long, long, LONG time =0p
I very much believe in parents PARENTING their children, but I also believe there has to be some point where the child is able to make decisions on their own. Who knows, someday when I have children I may be demanding to hear their music and deeming it too "vulgar" to listen to, but until that day comes, I think I'm going to have a hard time not disagreeing with that particular parenting decision. Oh well, at least I got to get in 1.5 miles of walking =)