Keeping My Head In Line

I'm going to start worrying about being self-indulgent next week, for now I'm just going to write away and see where it goes. Maybe by next week the apologies and/or self-justifications will stop, too. Why do that? Who makes me feel that it is necessary and that I am even being self-indulgent? Oh, I know. The voices. Those who make me feel "less than." They know who they are.

Where was I? I've been at this new-way-of-living thing for a week now.  I am not radically different from last week, but I stopped looking for instant gratification, miracles and a magic pill long ago so that is ok. As they say in Alcoholics Anonymous, "Progress not perfection." I am in this to live a healthier life for the rest of my life. Today I will focus on today. Well, in a minute anyway.

I started out the week on fire, slipped into old patterns, but then snapped to attention when I realized the voices going through my head were those mentioned in the first paragraph. I was startled when I realized what was happening. I  focused and scanned my brain to come up with the fully-and-truly-me image I am painting in my head. The stark difference between the two versions is astounding. I feel like a completely different person when I am a completely different person. Ha. The thing I have to remember is that what other people think of me is none of my damn business and it is idiotic to look at myself through their lenses. Me? I just want to be a healthier me so that I can do the things I want to do with the rest of my life...and, look good in this coat and pants.

Discovered on HabituallyChic ~ Photo and clothes: Emerson Fry 

Well, enough of that. This blog is helping me to remember and stay on target. If it helps me, maybe it will help somebody else. 

Briefly, I did pretty darn good with the no sugar thing. I'm getting used to non-sweetened coffee and cutting out desserts. I'm noticing that if I do succumb to a sugary delight it is never enough. I had a low-fat cinnamon something or other at Starbucks the other day and it was as if someone turned on the post-Halloween sugar jonesing switch. It's easier if I just don't have the first bite. 

I didn't do much on the work out front. My husband and I took our 10-month-old grandson on a walk yesterday, but my foot is really hurting from the surgery. I did a little research on the Internet (who needs med school?) and discovered I have metararsalgia - basically the pad of my foot under where I had the surgery is ticked off at me. Turns out maybe it wasn't too bright to walk around barefoot so soon after surgery. So today is staying put, icing and resting the foot. Maybe I'll throw in a little stretching for good measure. Oh, I know. I'll spend some time revitalizing the image of the wonderfully aging me in my brain..and doing my homework...and learning how to write shorter blogs.