My hubby John was away for 11 days on a mission trip to the Galapagos Islands, 600 miles off the coast of Ecuador. After 35 years, I am kind of used to having him around, so it was lonely without him.
Fortunately, 4th of July happened while he was gone and family and friends gathered here to celebrate Titusville's small town festivities. Everyone pitched in - most especially my son Mike - and made it an enjoyable day for me. I also met my son John's girlfriend for the first time (I had already met Mike's). The only downside is my brother had an accident on the way home. His car was damaged but he and his wife are okay - Praise the Lord.
Monday night I went out for dinner with my friend Barb and Tuesday I had a special treat. I met my childhood best friend, Rose, for lunch. We had not seen each other to visit in over a year so the conversation never stopped. The time flew by way too quickly.
Tuesday night and Friday afternoon I worked with a personal trainer at the gym. Wednesday night I went shopping with Barb and was happy to get some sale items in a smaller size than previously.
Friday morning I had an appointment with my dietitian. Honestly, after the last visit, I was not looking forward to it. Since March of 2008, I have been losing weigh consistently until the end of March 2009. For some unknown reason, my body started holding on to the pounds, instead of letting them go. I was exercising more than ever, eating all the right amounts, but making no progress. And I was feeling discouraged enough. Then at the previous dietitian appointment at weigh in I GAINED a pound. I know it does not sound like much. I know I have lost 90 pounds and should not be concerned about 1 pound gain. But this had been going on for over three months now. Working this hard and making no progress. I record every bite of food that goes into my mouth. I exercise a minimum of 500 calories per day, at least 6 days a week. And to gain a pound put me over the edge.
At that visit the dietitian changed my eating plan to zig zag the calories - so the average calorie intake for the week remains the same, but the daily intake varies up and down.
SO here I am having to face the scale again, after the gain.
The other disappointing thing to me was that I had been hoping to reach the halfway point in my weight loss, and instead I was a pound further from it.
When I stepped on the scale I had lost 5 pounds in two weeks. I reached the halfway point! WOOHOO! (In my next blog maybe I will share some of my thoughts about reaching that milestone).
To continue on with my two weeks. On July 10th, my cousin Judy's husband passed away at age 68. It hit me hard because Don is from my generation, not my parents'.
Then I got news my Aunt Evelyn had been taken to the hospital, was in a coma and not expected to live. I began to pray for her and the family. And God did a miracle. The doctors performed surgery to ease the pressure on her brain as well as tying off the leaking artery. She is now awake and walking around. Praise God.
Also John returned from his mission trip at the beginning of this week and has been dealing with an intestinal issue.
SO the time has had its ups and downs. I can thank God for His many blessings. Next time - Halfway There.







