Living alone and loving it - goal to keep up the winning spirit of yesterday
Yesterday I fought the monster and won! The day started with an unplanned middle of the night snack, following by waking with a headache that turned into a full on sick migraine.
My old self wanted to lay in bed moaning. But I wanted to battle the beast that had made a dent in my calorie planning. So limpy, gimpy pounding head woman got up and started cleaning.......
and really cleaning......
the first two hours where hell...
then the fog of dust lifted and the house started to look
I wanted to rest but an internal drive said "just this much more" on an endless loop...
It was the type of cleaning that required bending down to get the spots off the kitchen floor, lateral muscles to sweep the porch, steady lifting (i know I'm not suppose to be doing that, but I was in battle) of boxes the husband left all around while frantically packing, the total body every muscle used and still sweating workout. The more my head hurt the more I pushed on - through dizziness, clammy yuck, nausea, not being able to eat....on, on, on
until I stood back and the house was clean.
the sun was shining over the swept porch with the geranium place on the table,
the kitchen sparkling with cupboard with only great food,
future errands lain out in neat stacks by the top of the stairs,
and the messy house monster was gone,
and the migraine monster was gone,
and the craving monster was gone.
Battle won. I ate a banana finally at 7 pm...followed over the next two hours with adequate nutritional for the day. I moved all the carefully logged choices for my food plan into today.
But the real victory is this morning FULLY hydrated, I was a pound lighter - 3+ hours of never ending monster busting really killed the monster. I did a little yoga before bed and got a full 7 hours of sleep. I feel so much sore better this morning. That's the type of sore that comes with total body exercise.
I'm remembering the St. Crispin's Day speech from Shakespeare"s Henry the V and have revised some lines:
...the page is called Spark Chris's day
and they that outlives this day and come to have a new body
will stand tall, those that keep sparking into old age will
and will pay attention to the name of Spark Chris.
They that live through this journey will yearly eat healthy with their spark friends
and say this is because of Sparkpeople.
Then they will raise their clothing and show their stretch marks and say proudly
these wounds I have because of my weigh loss battle.
We get dementia as we get older, but the internet community will long remember with gratitude those that that fought this battle with us, and they will become household words,
Chris the Sparkguy, Coach Nancy, Coach Nicole, Coach Dean, Chef Meg.....we will be remembered in it, we few, we happy few that keep off the weight,
no matter how little, we band of Sparkers, for those that this day shed their fat with me, no matter their different opinions, this day will be my brothers and sisters.
And those today laying in bed shall think themselves cursed that they were not with us and hold their bellies cheap that they were not here fighting with us on Sparkpages.
Yeaaa Woooo Hoooo
Oh but the craving monster is upon us......All things be ready if our minds be so!!!!!
Good wishes to you all.
Let me speak proudly my heart is in the trim.