Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!


So we celebrated it on Saturday with bells on. It was insane which is pretty typical as far as St. Patty's goes for me here in Denver. I'm still in serious recovery mode and despite praying for a snow day, am going to have to suffer through a day of work. But in happier news, it is only 3 days until HBB is here! Nervous much? You know, it's all going to be good. At least that's my take on it. I've done what I can, and now I just have to let the universe do it's thing.

Oh, and I have I mentioned that blogging in the morning is NOT a good idea. I always run out of time! Bugger!

Off like a dirty shirt........
FGS

Out of chaos, brilliant stars are born...

"Before a great vision can become reality there may be difficulty. Before a person begins a great endeavor, they may encounter chaos. As a new plant breaks the ground with difficulty, foreshadowing the huge tree, so must we sometimes push against difficulty in bringing forth our dreams."

Okay, so I stole that from a cheezy Chinese character poster. But hey, whatever inspires you! I seem to have been majorly lacking inspiration these days -- settling back into that hum drum yet constantly chaotic rut I sometimes get in. I think weeks of being sick combined with the pressure of work and demands of life at the moment have just made it somewhat impossible to be more than banal.

But I'm busting through!

First, let me say thank you to all of you have left me kind comments these last few days. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I'm finally feeling human again!

Second, ladies (and the occasional bloke) you have amazing blogs! In the last few weeks I have discovered just how grounding and inspiring your blogs truly are. Through the last miserable weeks of being sick and crabby and wanting to give up, your blogs have given me hope and the desire to continue this journey and see it to the end.

Third, I'm a total Weight Watchers convert. Okay, that seems like such an obvious statement but if you knew my dieting background (cough, cough Jenny Craig cough, cough) and the cycle of gaining and losing and never hitting my goal. For the first time, my goal feels attainable and I feel like I have found a life long solution to my weight problem. Am I at goal? No. But I have all the tools I need to get there. Just a little disclaimer, I don't think WW is for everyone and I don't attend meetings anymore (in fact I never really attended meetings!). But it has worked for me. And I can see myself using these principles for the rest of my life.

And now I'm out of time!

I had the best intentions of updating my blog yesterday from work but for some reason gmail is blocked at work now and I didn't have the address to send it to. So this will have to do for now.

So, I'm off...... All I can say is rock on blog chicks! Thanks for keeping me in the game even when I didn't want to play any more....

FGS

And She's Back.........

sort of. 

So, I made great strides in lumbering my hulking mass out of the deep, dark, black abyss only to be immediately stricken with food poisoning (at least that's what the doctor thinks it was) and end up in the ER getting IV saline and drugs to make me stop blowing chunks.  It was real pretty.  Especially vomiting my way through the hospital, down the elevator tot he ER waiting room.  Good times, I tell you, good times. 

Needless to say, I spent most of the weekend in recovery mode.  I'm still not completely back to good.  Funny how you lose your appetite when you spend so much time hurling things up.  But save for a huge bruise on my arm from the IV and the lingering remnants of the creeping crud, I'm mostly back to normal.  I have a session with PT tonight which could prove to be very interesting.  Last night, I worked out for the first time in a week.  I managed to run a mile then do a total of 36 minutes of cardio.  It wasn't pretty folks, but I did it.  Tonight will be a true test of my fitness levels, that is for sure.

I would like to write something deep and profound at the moment, but frankly, I'm having a hard enough time just managing the mundane.  In the last week I did realize just how important keeping in touch with the blogging community and those wild gals on the WW boards are.  This keeps me on track and sane and is a reminder of where I have been and where I want to be when all I want to do is throw in the towel and become the 500 pound lady.  I need this community and support -- I don't want to do this on my own.  And let's face it,  friends are fantastic. But 99% of the time, they just don't get it -- this process, this journey, the frustration, the feelings.  It's nice to have a weight loss family, so to speak.  Sigh, I've missed them these last few hermit-like weeks........

That's about all the news I have.  Very, very exciting -- I know.  Laying low doesn't actually lead to much fodder for the old blogorooni.  Guess I'll have to pick it up a bit.  In two weeks when HBB is here, perhaps I will have lots of lovely things to write, censor, then publish :).

Take care,
FGS