These are the days of my life

I was listening to the radio this AM on the way to work and they got onto the topic of blogging and they were right on target when they started to say that a blog is like watching a soap opera each day… you want to follow up and read each day and then when the blogger doesn’t post one day (or in my case, one week) you feel like you’re stuck watching re-runs. So sorry for my short little writers strike, but I guess life does imitate art sometimes. But onto the goods, I’ve got ton’s to update everyone on.

First of all… MARY IS ALIVE… how she managed to avoid, let alone survive TWO natural disasters in her two week trip to China is a MIRACLE! YAYAYAYAYAY!!!! SO GLAD YOU’RE HOME!!!! So sad for all those families who lost loved ones.

OK, about me… my new job ROCKS! I L-O-V-E it! I am so incredibly busy all day every day. In fact, I’m lucky if I get to sit down for a total of an hour each day. Way different than my other jobs where I was on my ass for 8+ straight hours. I did finally go out and buy a “pita-meter” and wore it last Friday and I walked 5.54 miles during my day at work, plus I do fitness with my ladies every morning at 10 am for a half hour. It’s not super strenuous but it does get the blood flowing. The Senior Living Community I work at is called Terrace at Woodstock and I’m starting a walking group in June called the Terrace Trekkers and I’ve worked it out with the mega church, Greg calls it the Georgia Dome of Baptist Churches, across the street that we can go over there on Wednesday mornings and we can walk and walk and walk to our hearts content. They have measured that it is exactly ¼ mile around the perimeter of the sanctuary. YAY

I’m trying so hard to get Greg to be a little more active outside of work. I don’t blame him for not wanting to walk when he’s on his feet all day at work. In fact he wore the “pita-meter” one night and he walked a total of 11 miles. WOW. So thanks to Karen I came up with the idea of going to the batting cages… he wasn’t into that so much, so instead we’ve been going to the driving range at least once a week and whacking balls. It’s fun and it’s not sitting on the couch.

I went walking with Tiff on Sunday AM and a tragedy happened…

But some good came out of the tragedy...
I’ve worn New Balance Sneakers (or “Tennis shoes” if you’re from Maryland) for the last 10 years, but I switched it up this time. I was encouraged to try on a pair of RYKA and I’ve got to say - I’m a believer. They are crazy comfortable and I took them out for a test walk this evening and they are great. No blisters, no rubbing through the heel of my kicks and no numbness of the feet, which sometimes happens when you’re breaking in shoes for the first time.

I was at Wally World the other day and they had Capri work-out pants on the clearance rack for $5. So NO MORE CHUB RUB FOR ME!!! I also got a couple of tang-tops cause I’m determined to avoid the really bad farmers tan I had last summer (that I still have markings of) and I figure I’m out in the sun so much now that I’m bound to get a little color – and Yes mom, I’m putting on sun screen, in fact it’s the sun screen that I got in my welcome bag from Ms. McKeon for Mary’s wedding that I didn’t make it to - Stupid Natural Disasters.

I lost one pound last week and Shelley said it’s time to add a new picture to my blog so you can start to see the little progress I’m making. My clothes are getting lose on me, but I’m too stubborn to buy new clothes this soon.

Oh… HA… this is funny: I like to watch my shadow while I’m walking, I always look tall and thin, but then I realized this evening that if you look at my thighs you can see my fat ripple when I step down… it’s like a shock wave going through my legs, so then I started to stomp down harder to see if it would ripple more and then I started to squeeze my butt and leg muscles as I stomp down to see if I can stop the ripple… no luck. But it was a fun experiment. WHAT?!?!? I’ve got to keep myself entertained somehow while I’m walking.

I think that’s about it for now. Again, sorry for the lack of blog lately, I’ve been crazy busy with the new job and crazy sleepy from working my bootie off. I’ll get better, especially since Mary is home and will “kick my cute butt” if I don’t update my post.

If y’all don’t mind, I’m going to start posting stories about my residents cause they make my day. Real quick… there’s one resident there, Walter, and he reminds me of G’pa and I smile every time I see him cause he's just like "Grump-pa". The other day it was a little windy and Walter was outside on the terrace sitting in a rocking chair taking a nap while a nice breeze kept him cool. It made me smile.