2009. My last post was in 2009. Seeing how five years have passed since I last wrote anything here, I am amazed I was able to log in!
Much has changed since I started out in 2005 with my desire to actually pursue the dream and invest the work to be a published author. I still want to do that, but life happened. I got heavily involved in my son and daughter's high school theatre booster club. Secretary, VP, etc. That required a lot of time, both online and off...Web page, Facebook, Twitter. Not to mention time spent actually being at the high school, taking pictures, helping feed hungry kids at rehearsals, creating posters, show programs, etc. Got to be a busy job on top of the full-time job I already have! I loved doing it, but was glad when both kids left high school and I could leave it behind.
My daughter now has a daughter. A precious, precocious child named Savannah. She really is the best. My son is in college at Texas Tech. He is majoring in Public Relations. He decided to shun his acting talents and vocal chops. That saddens me because I think he could have been a success, but he sees it differently. Oh, well. Guess that is why they grow up. But, I mean really, do they need to be so stubbornly independent about it?
My daughter is getting married January 2, 2015. I am happy that she is happy and found someone that can stand up to her. She is a bit opinionated, stubborn, and bossy. I love her, but I know her faults.
My challenge now is to lose the weight I gained in the last 3 years. I had managed to maintain it pretty well since I was 28, but...Well, let's just say 2010-2011 was the start of a lot of unforeseen stress on the home front. Not to mention that I hadn't had a little one in my house for long time. 15-16 years at least! So, things have smoothed out and I decided it was time to invest time in me. What I want. What I need. So, first thing? Get my self-esteem back up.
I have always had a love / hate relationship with my body. Meaning, I loved to hate it. It probably started with being picked on about it in elementary and junior high school. It got better in high school. I actually looked pretty good. But, then I started college. It was okay at first, but then there was the boyfriend thing, the parent's divorce thing, the moving into an apartment, working full-time and trying to go to school thing. I admit, all my life I have been an emotional eater. I gained more weight than I ever had. Didn't have a period for 4 months either. That was the first thyroid function test...and it came back fine.
Fast forward to the age of 28, pregnant with my son and a huge lump on my neck. My doctor stating that as soon as he was born, we were taking care of that! Blood work still showed my thyroid levels as fine; however, the goiter said differently. So, thyroid hormones were prescribed in the hope they would shrink the sucker. The only time I didn't eat much out of emotional need was after my divorce. I don't want to be in that emotional state again, but it was the only time I didn't eat when stressed. I actually lost weight and looked good. And, that was after having two children and post-pregnancy weight to lose. I put it down to being on the thyroid hormone.
Two years later, I moved back to West Texas and was out of my hormones. Needing a new doctor anyway, I go to the endocrinologist that my grandmother used (diabetes.) He walked into the exam room, never having seen me before, pointed at my neck and said, "That is coming out!" Well, scared the hell out of me, let me tell you. Fast forward 3 weeks and I had surgery right before Thanksgiving because they thought it might be cancerous. Just a day or so after my 30th birthday. That was a holiday to remember. Good news - full of nodules, very vascular network feeding it, normal, abnormal, and squamous cells, but not cancer...yet. So, they removed the right and center lobes. All that is left is tiny part of the left side, but atrophied, as they wanted. However, it still has nodules that they watch because they like to swell and shrink and swell and shrink.
So, now it is 2014. I am in the later years of the 40th decade of life. And, I gained weight. In March, I began working on it with my doctor's assistance. Very slow process. However, I lost six pounds the first month. According to my scale, I am down 18 pounds from March. But, still have a way to go. I go to the doctor on Tuesday, we will see if we agree or not.
Last week, my friend Gena and I started a boot camp. Diet and workout. I was already on reduced calories, but now it is a different mix. I managed two camps last week. Needed to do three, but, did I mention that I have bad knees? I am sure losing more weight will help, but I also had physical therapy on one of them back in December. Screwed that one up again. I now know I have to moderate the impact side of the workouts. No jumping and twisting while in a squat position! Cool thing? This is a three week camp. The head honcho told me to do three camps the first week, then bump it up to four and then five. I am going to do my darndest to do four times this week. But, to make up for it, I did do 50 squats yesterday and rode my stationary bike for 30 minutes. Got the heart rate up and my legs are in pain today, but that is okay. Motivator for that? Lose eight pounds and you get your money back! Hope it happens.
My goal for this blog is to keep myself motivated. Motivated for many things. First, to lose the weight by changing my habits, working out, and eating better. Too bad my 30th class reunion will happen before it is all gone! But, oh, well. Hopefully, I will find some others to help cheer me on.
I will update my progress. I will even see if Gena wants to play along. She will probably shoot me though.
Have a great week!
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