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Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Only As Old As You Feel


It's been a bit busy for me over the last few weeks. At the end of June I visited my BFF in Hamilton and we spent a few days tearing down her above ground pool.

It was hard work but the best was realizing we really weren’t a couple of old ladies sitting around knitting. BFF had done the majority of work before I got there— draining the pool and starting to tear down the sides.

When I arrived we finished pulling it all down, cutting up the metal sides, loading up my SUV for the dump runs.

Taking off the Liner
That's how we get inside!

Screws out, knock it down.
Tin snips to cut 'er up.

I need a little break. It's getting dark.
No rest for the weary.

Recycling the aluminum.
Last load of garbage. Pool be gone!

All in all we were exhausted but thrilled that it was done. She had an estimate for someone to come do the work—$1900.

Stunning. 

When she added up the actual cost it came to under $30 for some garbage bags and the cost to dump two loads of garbage. Add to that a nice lunch at a restaurant overlooking the lake to thank me and we felt like Rocky running up that set of steps with the music blaring.

Victory!
I am woman, hear me roar.

A well earned lunch at the beach.
Notice my brand new teeth.
Now I will say if I still had the 45 pounds hanging around my body, it would not have been easy. BFF too had lost about the same amount of weight. We work at it. We always will. 

Being in maintenance is a lot different from losing weight. I may never go lower but I’m good with that. I am rarely hungry but do eat well. My habits have changed. Small portions of good food, interspersed with some outrageously good “bad” foods. If I want something, I have it. 

Just not all the time.

I resisted for weeks making the Brownie in a Cup which is all over Pinterest. It takes 75 seconds to make a molten chocolate brownie. But I broke down and made it. Added a scoop of vanilla ice cream and OMG, heaven in a cup! 

I won’t hang my head low like I would have in the past. No more beating myself up. I have come to realize there are no “bad” foods or food that is off limits. But there is a Freak Out weight that Amy mentioned in a post. A weight that would make you sit up and stop gaining. Mine was 178. In February just before my Gallbladder surgery. 

And I did Freak Out. 

Blamed everything and anything except me. Talked myself into thinking I was a failure. 

So I gave myself a slap and am comfortably back to my low 170’s. It seems to be my set point—for now. There is no finish line, just a lot of reflection. No more beating myself up with negative thoughts. I’m not finished. I never will be. 

I feel refreshed. Empowered with being physical. No I’m not at the gym. But I am walking with my poles, working hard in my garden and if needed, I tear down pools for a lunch at the beach!


Next up, getting ready for my daughter's wedding. If we don't kill each other first.

Sandy

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3 comments:

Ronnie said...

Brownie in a cup... I'm not allowed to know this exists! lol

Proud of you gals for getting the pool knocked down... that's hard work! Can't believe they wanted to charge her upwards of $1900 - ridiculous!

Great pics, too. :)

The Re-up said...

I love your blog Sandy!! I wish you'd post more-- and me too, it is fun to read, and I love to catch up.
Anyway: you look wonderful and healthy, and I am so proud for you and your friend who did that serious manual labor together-- rocking!
Glad you're keeping it together and you know what? It is a HUGE victory to stay down on the scale and work out that 'freak out' weight and stay below it....
Keep on keeping on!

Steph said...

You look like you had a good time doing it. Succeeding in something that you normally wouldnt have been able to do "x" number of pounds ago is a great thing! Was there wine? I sure hope so for a drive well done! Miss you, iMom!

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