I'm fat. Now, let's get to the important stuff
Yesterday was tough. In fact, it was downright anti-climactic. Coming down off the high of Day 1 as a blogger (that inspiration that hit me at 3 am when I couldn’t sleep Sunday night after we got back from vacation) made the day just kind of blah. But I made some important discoveries:
1. A kale, blueberry and banana smoothie made with almond milk may be delicious and healthy and make you feel like you are Jennifer Aniston preparing her stripper body for that new movie she is in that actually looks rather entertaining, and you hope is because you have always had a secret (now not so secret) girl crush on Jennifer Aniston, but it is just not enough for breakfast. I was hungry ALL DAY.
2. Keep busy. It’s almost August, crunch time for those of us in higher education. Students are waking up from their summer slumber, syllabi need to be revised, trainings developed and scheduled, policies written, re-written and revised, rooms reserved, stuff ordered, and all the stuff I said I was going to do in May and June but didn’t because it was only May or June. Hmmm, maybe it’s not just the students waking up from a summer slumber…
3. Number 2 is impossible if you are hungry most of the day.
4. Take lots of snacks. I took some fruit and a rice cake (I like them, shut up) with almond butter and for lunch, an avocado and tomato half sandwich. I tried to spread that all out through the day. I ended up eating the fruit at 9:30 (an hour before I planned). Then I forced myself to wait until 12:30 to eat the half sandwich (what kind of fool only eats a half of a sandwich?) and then almost immediately had the rice cake with almond butter because I was STARVING. So the rest of the afternoon I drank water, looked at the clock and got not much accomplished because I was focusing all of my energy on staying away from the stupid vending machines.
5. I need something to inspire me every single day or I am going to go off the rails. So here is what inspired me yesterday:
As I said, I was a raging hunger machine most of the day, so when I left to drive home all I could think about was eating. I had a plan. Eat some fruit. But I know how that plan goes. I eat some fruit, then some cheese, then some crackers with some more cheese, and then instead of exercising or taking care of some stuff around the house I either sit down and watch an episode of The West Wing or I start cooking dinner. If I eat dinner TOO early I want to snack. This is the direction I was heading in as I drove home yesterday Then I saw Betsy. Betsy lives in our neighborhood. When I first moved here I saw Betsy, who was probably 60+ at the time, out walking EVERY DAY. She walked all over the place, the neighborhood, the town, and she did it every single day. She would always wave and smile as she passed. Betsy was a nice lady. One day Betsy was the victim of a hit and run driver. Our neighborhood sits in between three very busy roads where people drive way to fast (myself included) and there are no sidewalks, so to walk anywhere you need to walk on one of those roads at some point. Betsy survived the accident, but was hurt very badly. We would get updates on her progress from her daughter and other neighbors who said she was improving, but I think we all assumed Betsy’s walking days were over. That was at least three years ago, and while I have seen Betsy out around the cul de sac near her house it was not until yesterday I saw her walking on one of the busy roads above our neighborhood. She walks a bit lopsided now due to her injuries and has slowed down slightly, but she is walking, on the road, so she can get somewhere. I don’t know if this is a new development or if I just hadn’t noticed it until yesterday when I most certainly needed to. Betsy was my inspiration yesterday, I got home and had a little bit of popcorn, not sitting down because I wouldn’t have gotten back up, but while strolling around the yard dead heading my flowers. Then I exercised, did some cleaning, laundry, etc, all before making dinner. I still wanted to snack last night before bed and had a little bit more popcorn (salty and sweet from the Coastal Maine Popcorn Co. This stuff is like crack), but the day ended far better than it would have had Betsy not been walking.