Showing posts with label New Year's Resolutions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Year's Resolutions. Show all posts

Friday, January 1, 2010

Broken Coffee Pot and Dancing With Regina

An old wives' tale from long ago says that whatever you do on the first day of the New Year will be what you'll be doing all year. Here's my morning so far:

Fed the kitties. Made coffee, except the coffee pot went kaput, but not to worry I keep several spares. Washed clothes. Folded and put clothes away. Texted some friends. Sent some emails. Fed the kids. Washed dishes. Read a chapter in a book. Did some lunges. Chased the kitties off the kitchen counter. Danced and sang to Fidelity.

How am I doing so far?





Thursday, December 31, 2009

Reflecting On My Year

I began 2009 with several resolutions and an end to a 10 year marriage. The end of my marriage was fully realized during the summer of 2008. Why is it that when you know something is over, you've been preparing for it, that when it happens you're still so hurt? I spent a period of several months going through I suppose clinical depression. Yeah, I think that describes it.

When a person only moves to get food, only moves to wash dishes, only moves to wash clothes...only exists because deep down she knows there's people that depend on her. If those people weren't there...what purpose then?

I did manage with lots of reading, lots of walking, lots of listening and finally lots of talking to push through that awful time.

Back to my New Year Resolutions. Well, there were several. First, I wanted to exercise daily and lose a bit of weight along the way. That one, I accomplished...yay! I still go to the gym three to four days a week and in the warmer months was running three to five miles in the evenings.

Second, I wanted to do a bit more writing. I started this very blog. Of course, it's nothing special, but through the blog I've met some fantastic people and have learned so many things I wouldn't have known otherwise.

Third, I wanted to do a bit more traveling than I had been doing. That was also accomplished and even though it was only to places in Texas, it was still enjoyable and lots of fun.

Fourth, while I was married, I distanced myself from friends. I wanted re-establish friendships and make new friends. I've been able to do both and wow...I'm very thankful.

So, now here comes 2010 and a whole new set of resolutions to make and not to break. Some people say that the last day of the year is just like any other day of the year, and that may be well and true, but for most it's symbolic for a new beginning. A chance to make strong resolves. An opportunity to hone hearty habits and a last ditch effort to bash bad behaviors.

From out here in West Texas...Happy New Year!

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

HCG And My New Workout Partner

I discovered the HCG Diet in April of this year, or was it earlier? I don't quite remember. My 2009 New Year's Resolution was to make daily exercise, whether it be in a gym, the track, my bedroom...a habit. Not only did I succeed in keeping that Resolution, but I think the habit may have infected others.




I started the year alone in the gym. Over the course of the year, I've picked up several workout mates. It's been encouraging and fun watching the progress. My little baby mamma has eradicated almost up to thirty pounds and has set a goal of twenty more to eradicate. Jesse set a goal of nineteen inch biceps and another twenty pounds eradicated. My friend Kristi, just wants to get her groove back on! As for me, well...the improvements are never ending! There's a rumor that if Jesse reaches his nineteen inch bicep goal, that we're all going to get tattoos.


There's someone else that's decided she wants to join our workout club. And although she seems physically fit, she has a long ways to go. I took her through some of the routines last night. This new recruit is going to take a great deal of training and patience!






Even after all the hands on instructions, guidance, one on one tutoring, my new recruit just could not get the hang of the pike ball. All I can do, is pick her up, brush her off and try, try again.