Go, me!

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I weighed in at my doctor's office today and I lost 4 pounds! I've just

started watching my food and exercising, and it's nice to see some

results from the past two weeks of trying.

I've injured myself in the strangest way, though. There must be a muscle

that runs from the hip down into the thigh, because I'm so sore there on

one side that I can hardly walk. The weird part is, the more I walk the

better it feels. So I went to Walmart and walked all over the store. My

hip and leg felt great. As soon as I sat down in the car to drive home,

it was killing me again after I got out of the car. Now it hurts like

the dickens again. Unfortunately, my neighborhood isn't a good place to

walk. Maybe I should get a walking tape and walk in place.

Meanwhile, I'll get up and walk it off in the house as much as I can. I

might even try one of my tapes. I got The Silver Foxes

tape in the mail and have watched it. Except for the elevator music they

play, it looks like something I can do and enjoy without hurting myself.

Remember, I'm a senior citizen, though I'm one of the babies of the

Baby Boomer generation. I'm only 61, after all.

Some thoughts about self-love. I don't play the blame game at all. My

health is my responsibility and no one else's. I got this heavy for a

number of reasons and I won't berate myself for it. I was doing the best

I could at the time. Now I have the motivation to change my lifestyle,

and I'm doing it. My self-esteem is too fragile to withstand my putting

myself down for any reason, especially reasons that have to do with my

weight. It's important for me to like myself so I can continue with

this adventure. I have to fight to love myself, just like I have to

fight to change my lifestyle. It's a struggle, but it's a worthwhile

struggle.

Just my 2 cents worth. I'm a very live and let live kind of person. If

you don't agree with me, that's OK. We all have our own paths to follow.

Happy days to all of you.

Hugs,

Kay

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