It’s Really Time for a Change

When you look up the definition of the word “health”, Google claims it is the state of being free from illness or injury, a person’s mental or physical condition.

It’s funny how when one thinks of weight loss, we often state we are getting healthy. I suppose, in reality, we have given being overweight a stigma of being unwell.  Which is sad as there are many people who are most likely both healthy and obese (you really can be both).

Sadly, I don’t think I am one of those people.  At least not at the moment.

For the past several weeks my foot has ailed me.  Now let me start out saying I have the world’s worse feet (I use to think ugliest too, but then I googled what a particular foot problem looked like, and realized my feet really aren’t that bad – or at least they could be a lot worse).  Anyhow, I digress, I have what I think might be plantar’s fasciitis.  I’m down to just heel pain again (for a bit I had my arch hurting, my ankles hurting – you see I sprained both ankles about 10 years ago and it takes very little for them to flare up at times – and one of the reasons that I think this could have happened is because of my weight.

I’m over 200 pounds and I need to lose weight.  Sadly, having ailing feet doesn’t help me at all with the whole “I need to lose weight” part of my life.  Not that I have actually been overwhelmingly motivated to do anything.

Tomorrow I am going to begin working on being a healthier me.  I have to do something because I’m tired of feeling like utter crap all the time.  I can’t help but think I know if I ate better and exercised more and lose some of this excess weight that I would truly feel better.

It’s all about finding the will power.

How do you find the strength to make it through the day?

Here is my before picture – not exactly a full blown here is me in all my glory picture – but it’s better than nothing – especially when I’m already ready for bed.  I’ll do a full-length picture tomorrow when I give my first update.


#babysteps  #icandothis  #willpower



Mindset Monday – How to Feel Good About Yourself

I Am

Do you have trouble with confidence?  I do.  My biggest problem is “tooting my own horn”.  I am not exactly sure why I do this.  But for some reason, I have never been one to go out on a limb to think the best of myself.

In order to better achieve this, I found this Facebook Group, the Liberated Ladyboss Lounge, and it is all about helping your mindset and allowing you to think more confidently which then leads you to be a better business person, but I have found wonderful exercises that have helped me in my everyday world.

A few weeks ago, Sara (you can find her here) had a week-long challenge where you completed 5 different challenges that would give you a confidence boost.  I was simply amazed at how these insightful tasks really helped me to feel better about myself.  My favorite was on day 3 when we had to write down 10 “I am” statements.  It was sad to say it was difficult to come up with 10 positive statements about myself.  The first few came off easy… but the last  five were a little more trying… writing about yourself in the positive is not as easy as you would think.

So if you have the time and are feeling a little down… try it… I bet when you are done you will feel pumped about yourself!  I know I did!

Mind, Body & Sole


So last night my kids and I signed up for the Mind, Body & Sole program that is put on by our county library and sponsored by local businesses.  It’s fun, and not only gets you reading but it gets you moving too.

Summer Reading & Exercise Program

The name of this program is called Mind, Body and Sole and it’s because along with tracking days in which you read – they are encouraging you to get up and move for approximately 30 minutes a day as well – and we all can use physical movement.

So yesterday after signing up, my son (who was the one who really wanted to sign up for this) checked out 4 books, my daughter checked out 1 (who decided she would sign up too – despite not really wanting too) and then we went to the local Metro Park and hiked with friends.


Today we went back to the library and my son checked out 4 more books because the ones he checked out last night he’d read already (he is a lover of the graphic novel – he can’t get enough of super heroes).  Today’s picks included 3 Ninjago and 1 Phineas & Ferb.  Should make for excellent reading.

Spree For All

After our trip to the library we went to a different Metro Park and participated in one of the smaller hikes that qualify us for the Spree for All program.  A few years ago we earned our lanyards and now each year we get a pin for each additional year we complete it.  I enjoy the Spree for All Program simply because it includes people of all ages and even those who may have disabilities.  All the surfaces are flat and smooth, so strollers, wheelchairs, and walkers can do it, and often the trails are optional lengths of 1/4 mile, 1/2 mile or 1 mile.  We chose to do 1 mile this evening.

Presently we have 2 trails done, 3 to go.  We should have them finished up by the end of the weekend.  July 1st starts the biking spree, we may try this for the first time (we attempted 2 years ago before my son could ride a 2-wheeler, so this year could prove interesting).

Nothing like reading and exercise to get you through rough days.  I’m lucky I have 2 great kids who do these programs with me.

Catching Up

Nothing like ringing in the New Year, and then suddenly the first Saturday it happened.  I was taking down Christmas and I slowly felt a cold coming on.  Don’t you hate that?

I woke up feeling great that day too.  I got up, went to my water walking class, felt at ease about my children being home alone and even sat in the hot tub with my friend for a few before heading home.

I felt so good afterwards that I invited my kids’ friends to come over and spend the afternoon.  Like for 4-plus hours.

They were here when I felt it.  The strange feeling in my throat.  That run-down feeling you get from trying to push through.  I was determined to push through darn it!

I went to bed with several different essential oils in my diffuser along with a cool mist humidifier at the end of my bed.  Two nights I did that.  Two nights.

By Monday evening the stuffy nose was finally beginning to catch up with me. I was okay as long as I was sitting up.  So I arranged my pillows hoping that I would be able to maintain breathing through my nose.  My pillows appeared like a nest in my bed, but I was confident that I would be able to breathe all night long.

And that’s when I woke up with barely a voice.  All the congestion slowly oozed down into my chest.

As a person who has asthma I could feel my chest tightening.  Oddly as a person who has been healthy for over a year, it’s amazing how much I hated having the tight feeling.

But a co-worker told me what she did when she last had a bad cold and it worked for her.  I went home that day at lunch and did what she did suggested.  Her final words to me were “I hope you don’t hurl”.  I was confident as I am not much of a “thrower-upper” but I could understand what she was talking about.  When it was in my mouth, it really didn’t taste that bad.  Going down it was okay too.  I was thinking… wow, this isn’t bad at all.

And then the apple cider vinegar hit my stomach.


I see why she warned me.  I didn’t get sick, but I can say that it helped (glad I opted to eat my lunch AFTER I ingested the vinegar). Did I take it again?  No.  But where I had no voice in the morning, I had one in the afternoon.

Would I take it again?  If the situation called for it.  Now I didn’t take any fancy brand… it was Food Club’s Apple Cider Vinegar.  Nothing organic, what I had in my cupboard for cooking.  Most will take it with hot water, lemon and honey.  I poured it into a tablespoon (literally, I got a measuring spoon out, filled it up) and chugged.  It tasted like apple cider (shocker) with a kick.

I’m still dealing with latent sniffles and the occasional coughing fit (oh, I so love those!) but compared to my usual span of being really sick for weeks, I’m way ahead of schedule.

Best part – turns out this was something my Grandma would have done, my mother informed me when I told her what I did a few days later.  “Anna Maria lives” was her exact quote.  It made me grin from ear to ear!