Day One of Journey.
Well hello. Something struck me today. After all these years of knowing Ms. Mavis I decided to write my OWN goals for 2020. Maybe it’s because it’s a new decade? Maybe because I have never done it and thought it would be a good idea? Maybe because I feel like I should? Maybe because SHE does it and I feel guilty for not? But it’s more likely because I am sick and tired of being unorganized and tired. It sucks, I mean being unhealthy and fat.
I don’t know exactly, maybe it’s been since Ms. Mavis left me, yes I will blame her, after all I have no walking partner!!! But I have gained 30, yes THIRTY pounds! And you know, I am not a spring chicken that can gain that kind of weight without any consequences.
So… for Heaven’s sake, I can’t put my finger on it. Maybe its a sign from God. A sign? Why now do I write goals and at the top is my health and taking ownership….I guess better late than never.
First, I have bad genetics. Let’s face it, when your dad dies at 45 of cardiovascular stuff it doesn’t bode well for his offspring. I have 3 other siblings and I won’t get into it, but let’s just say we all have stuff to deal with health wise.
For HIPPA reasons UGH, I will try to focus only on myself. I am 53 .. OMG I can’t believe it. I have high blood pressure, high cholesterol, high triglycerides and whatever else you can imagine high. Well except that, LOL. I don’t partake in that “legal” substance; Washington state, go figure.
Sooo why? Why am I writing this now? Heavens knows why but something has awakened me. Maybe it’s my younger brother who has 4 stents? Maybe a friend of a friend who just died at 50 of a heart attack? Maybe I feel like I am getting old and if I don’t do something now I never will?
Only God knows but what I do know is today I am serious. I am so serious that I am putting my fingers to this keypad. And I DON’T TYPE! Never took typing and can’t spell….. Lord help me! But while making my 2020 goals, I set upon myself to do 11 things. One was to lose 30 pounds by June and one of the others was to chronicle my journey.
Writing this now I don’t know if Ms. Mavis will help me with my journey. If she does, I will commit to journaling every Monday and Thursday. I say these days because after reading an article in the New England Journal of Medicine, I decided to fast every Monday and Thursday.
The benefits seem overwhelming and I need to shake things up a bit. I hate calorie counting. I hate fat counting, I hate to account for anything, so this plan sounds great. Doing nothing, aka eating nothing, sounds like an easy plan for me. Or so I think. For me this may be THE solution. I have done EVERY diet and “non diet” there is. I will spare you the details. But believe me if you can think of it, I have done it!
Tonight, I gave Ms. Mavis a call to tell her I had a goal. She didn’t answer. Probably because it’s after 11pm her time. A goal I would like to share with her and you. A goal I am devoted to. I think it will resonant with you all, why? I don’t know why. But I do know this……. I don’t have a Muffy. I have a Tuffy and with the bonus of heart disease.
As the years have turned into decades, I want to believe I have control. I have always liked to be in control, but in control of my weight and health I admit I am failing. Maybe this year, 2020 , this new decade will be a new beginning for me, maybe for you as well.
All I know is I have to change in order to be around for HB girl and HB boy and HB Hubby. Please help me.
Should Ms. Mavis accept my desperate attempt to expose myself and change my life? I will follow up with detail Hard details of weight and belly inches etc. Lord help me. This darn cat is out of the bag!
Sincerely, Mrs. Hillbilly.