Woke up early yesterday morning with a bit of a tummy ache, which turned into a full fledged stomach flu of some sort. Believe me when I tell you, when you reach my age, a hangnail is cause for alarm. Fortunately I had an appointment for my annual physical and my doc put my mind at ease. Nothing but a bug,
I really enjoy going in for my yearly exam, because I have a wonderful doctor. Fortunately she’s young enough that she will most likely outlive me, so I can count on her for a while. She always has just the right things to offer as far as solutions are concerned. Since I’m generally healthy as a ox and built like one too, she suggested a weight management program for me as well. This wasn’t a shock to me, since I’ve been overweight for most of my life, but the thought of being fully retired and quite a bit more sedentary, has put the fear of obesity into my brain.
Just like any bad habit, dieting has become a way of life for me up until the past 5-10 years and now it’s gotten the best of me. When you reach that point it’s time to do something positive about it. That doesn’t mean going out to eat to celebrate. I know that the older I get, the more difficult this is going to be.
I plan to start getting into a regular work out plan. I will also do some walking with my granddaughter and my husband. I know the secret to losing weight is less calories and more exercise. My life prior to retirement was more of a 60 hour work week for most. I now finish writing in about two hours a day and have a whole lot of day left. So it’s time to fill it with quality activities that will hopefully bring my weight back to normal.
I know this is going to be hard, but like I said, I’ve been dieting for most of my life. I should know how to do it by now. I will need lots of encouragement and positive thoughts, so please pray for me.
Before I get started, I’m going to make myself lunch. Don’t worry – it’s a salad.