Ahhh....I had forgotten how nice sunshine was. I guess a randomly snowy winter will do that to you. But the sun is our, the warmth is here, and I. Am. Happy.
What goes with sunshine and warmth makes me even happier, though. I've lost 5 pounds since the sun came out! Sure, it might be the Yoga (Namaste, my friends...Namaste). Yeah, it might be the fact I'm starting to take the stairs instead of the elevator every day. It possibly might even be the fact that I'm conscious about what I'm eating and how much of it I'm actually eating. However, I think it also has to do with the sunshine.
I've started gardening again. After all, it's Spring and who doesn't want to play in the dirt? I've got some from-seed starts in my front porch currently planted in Peat-Moss pots and they're going insane. Which is good. I really want homegrown tomatoes this year. Especially the Roma Tomatoes...fresh off the vine? You can't beat that!
My husband and I walked around the mall for over an hour today. We even stopped in Victoria's Secret (he seemed uncomfortable...just like 99.99% of the guys that go in with their girl friend/spouse. It cracks me up everytime). I looked at those slinky pieces of fabric and down at myself. My immediate reaction? Don't they realize that most REAL women don't look like THAT?! My second reaction? I might not look like that now, and while I probably never will...I'm okay with that. Because I'm beautiful...and I'll be freakin' gorgeous when I'm done with this weight loss. Oh...and that piece of lingerie right there? Oh yeah...I'll wear that and I'll look HOT. Mmhmm.
My husband and I bought a scale yesterday, too. Which means I can weigh myself. Which is scary but is a must. *sigh* I have decided will with do a weigh in Sunday and Wednesday mornings.
But hey, 5 pounds? I can deal with that. I can SO deal with that!!
In closing: I love Sunshine and everything that goes with it! (Except for sunburns...and I believe that's the only exception.)
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Hello, my name is Heather and I'm a Wild Dreamer...
And so it begins. Original, don't you think? Beginning something by telling you it's the beginning? But what if it were really the end and you just thought it was the beginning? I have you thinking now, don't I?
Well, rest assured, this is a Beginning. However, it is also an End. It is the end of how I am today. It is an end of the anxiety prompted mass eatings, the scarfing down of endless piles of mashed potatoes just because they taste good, and pushing off the fact that I really am overweight out of my mind. That is the end. The beginning is much like a new life I am beginning. This new life is the beginning of my new lifestyle - my healthier lifestyle. I will do my Yoga. I will walk more. I will take the stairs instead of the elevator. I will breathe deeper. I will rest easier. I will much happier.
This is the beginning.
This is where I'm supposed to tell you what I do, so here you go: I laugh. My kids have fur (two purr, two bark). My husband is my best friend. I write endlessly. I draw whenever I have a writing utensil and a blank (or not so blank) piece of paper. I am a professional photographer. I am a friend to all and an enemy to none. I believe laughter really is the best medicine (unless you have pneumonia...then it's just cruel). I believe that art is a universal language. I believe that you are a great person (yeah...YOU!) because you are reading my Blog and thus supporting me in this grand adventure of life. I believe that life isn't supposed to be easy. I believe that life's road blocks only make you stronger. I believe the power of prayer is all encompassing. I believe without family you have nothing. I believe that friends can be your family. I believe that there is hope for human kind. I believe in living your dreams. I believe in the power of a smile. I believe in never giving up. I believe in faith. I believe in friendship. I believe in love. I believe in hope. I believe in grace. I believe in forgiveness.
This is the end of the past. This is the beginning of the future.
Are you ready for the ride?
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