October 23, 2013

Oct 23, 2013

It has been a full week and a half at work.  We had our accreditation visit which was pretty stressful, but I think it went well.  There were several occasions of validation of my work and what I had been saying for the last couple of years.  That is always nice.  We had some recommendations, but they were specific enough to be evidence that we are also doing a good job--but we can do better.  Where have I heard/lived that before!  And this week we have another external visit from yet another group, so that keeps things at a high pitch.  I'd really like a month just to get some work done!  If anyone knows how to stop time for everyone else while I get this work done, please let me know.

Thursday is my weigh-in but I did want to document that Monday the scale showed me under 200 pounds again.  By .2 lbs, but still, the number started with a 1!  Today when I weighed with my close, I was back to 202, which doesn't surprise me.  So until I am 'officially'--with close and in the evening--under 200, I'm not counting it.  Isn't it funny how we chose arbitrary numbers and instill them with such meaning?  But getting under 200 was my goal for the rest of the year, so this gives me a chance to reset my goals for weight loss over the holidays.  I think it is good for me to have the intention to lose, not merely not gain, over the holidays.  It gives me a challenge to keep me on task.  If I went with just not gaining, I suspect I would lose some motivation and then let things slide again.

Jesse has also decided now is the time to up my workouts.  Ouch!  It helps me in the long run, but man, it confirms that I have so far yet to go.  But I am also pleased with some of the things I am able to do--like sit-ups in the tire.  I sit on the inside edge of a huge tire, use the internal rim to hold my feet and then lean back and bring myself forward.  I can't believe I am even able to do that without falling over backwards, so to do 30 of them in 3 minutes is quite a 'treat' for me.  Now, let's not even talk about the upper arms (wimp), but that is to come.   He complains about how cold it is in the gym and I'm sweating like a pig!

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