Passing My Mom

My Dad, me, my sister and my beautiful Mom

Day Something-or-Another

I came up with a brilliant plan just now. I'm doing a fairly good job of sticking to eating really healthy foods. At the moment I have so maligned sugar in my mind that the goblin is cheese. All in all even that hasn't been much of a problem although I may cold-turkey it for a while.

Oh, yes, my plan. Call me crazy, but I have decided that trying to lose 50+ pounds by the end of the year (four months from now) is probably not going to happen. So I've come up with an alternate timeline. It may sound gruesome, but my goal is to outlive my mother. I am almost 60 and 1/2 (remember when you used to say, "I'm not 5, I'm 5 and 1/2!!"? It appears those halves return late in life when every moment counts). My mother died suddenly just two weeks shy of her 63rd birthday. That's a little close for comfort. Two and 1/2 years. But for my health effort that is a timeframe I can work with. Slow and steady wins the race.

So, here's what I see happening - on my 63rd birthday (March 6, 2018) I will be the glowing picture of mature health and vitality that I want to be. One day at a time, putting health first.

(Now my great-grandmother Nana lived to 104. We'll work on that after we hit the 63 mark.)