Killing it this week

This week, Rick and I have been getting up at before the crack of dawn to walk.  I was at a stall in weight loss and I have been working too hard to get this weight off.  So add something new and changed a few eating habits.

Before the crack of dawn I have learned there is always the one old man outside sweeping his entire street, traffic changes if you change by 5 minutes.  You are much hungrier and want to kill someone on day 2 because you don't realize that you need to eat different then you have been eating.

This morning the alarm went off and I turned it off and hit the second alarm.  My body was telling me NO, so I listened.  In the past that would have been a bad thing for my mindset, I failed, I did not get up. But not today.  Listening to my body felt good. A friend reaffirmed it was good and I am in a much better place.  I will get my walk in today, maybe later.  Right now my body is thanking my for it.

Working for something I want, weight loss, to be healthier, seems to be going better this time in general.  It does not feel like a fad, off to find the next best thing.  I am just trying to be a little better every day and not beat myself up for it if it does not go well.

So hear is to listening and feeling good,

Morning walk

When the alarm goes off at 5:15 am and he will get up with you to go on a walk, that is love.  He was tired and even a little bit cranky, but there was not grumbling, he just went.  It was even a bit cold outside.  

I am working on getting all of us healthy but I have wanted to walk in the morning for a while.  So this morning I did.  I really did.  I would like to continue to do it and I am sure that I will since it only took a bit to get a mile in.

But I love that he went with me.  

There is still a little boy I think of often

I always remember April 16, not because anything tragic happened or that is it is even important to other people.  It is important to my friend.  Some years I am better at remembering then others, acknowledging better then others. But I know that there is someone else that remembers.

But I remember and that is enough.

We miss you.

Sitting on the pool deck as always

I have been sitting on a pool deck for so many years I can smell chorine from a mile away. I can find a pool deck at a school I don't know by looking around and up. 

It is now Emma's turn for swim season. While that used to me fun, I have found I enjoy water polo more now. I am sure there are more years to come. But I reflect on all the things that have happened on a pool deck, people we have met and have yet to meet. You can throw a few Olympians in there too. 

I laugh because I don't swim, at least not willingly. I don't put my face in the water. We have a pool, yeah not there either.  

Rick and I joke, what are we going todo when Emma is done?  Becomes ref's and smile. 

Well I have missed this place

Attempting to make a blog come back. Wish me luck!