Thursday, January 28, 2021
I weighed in one pound down this week. But that's so irrelevant at this point, since I've been see-sawing within the same weight range for quite a spell now.
Bottom line, I'm posting this for myself, based upon my personal commitment to weigh-in and record the process each week (ugh). What's approximately happening is one week on (tracking) and one week off (NOT tracking, and messing up), which is making Maha a very frustrated and anxious woman. And this will NOT do! At my age (my 79th birthday is coming up next month!) my physical health is intertwined with my emotional health more than ever!
I find it so easy to slide into lackadaisical behavior -- does-it-really-matter-at-this-
point kind of nonsense -- and yet there are easy steps I can take to begin backing out of this muddle, like at-home chi kung, weight training, and spinning on my stationery bike. Those three things done consistently would turn around my mood, I'm certain. It's the doing that is proving unattainable.
One bright spot — we've had periodic small, outdoors chi kung classes, when the weather permits. Here's a shot during the last class a couple weeks ago:
Okay, this circuitous collection of paragraphs is rough and far short of my usual standard. But *it's* done.
Food for thought for me:
And ending with a chuckle: