I’m now the heaviest I’ve ever been. 🙁 And before you start reassuring me that it’s what’s inside that matters yada yada yada, I know. And I completely agree. BUT – I don’t feel healthy. That’s why I’ve decided it’s time to do something about it.
I’ve joined Weight Watchers. As much as it pains me to pay someone to help me eat less, I know I need the structure of a program to succeed. That’s just the way I am.
So why blog about this? Well, if I declare a goal publicly I know I have a better chance of reaching it. I’m stubborn that way.
No, there will be no before and after pictures. I won’t be updating every week to say how many ounces I’ve lost or even what my goal is. At the beginning of each month post what percentage of my goal I’ve reached. That’s all. That’s enough – both for you and for me.
Wish me luck!
I recently posted this on Facebook:
Woo hoo! Just signed up to take Pre-calculus 30 online! #retirementfun
Reactions have been mixed, to say the least. 🙂 But what most people are wondering is WHY????
Back when I was in high school, Calculus was not offered. (And no, not because it hadn’t been invented yet!) If it would have been offered, I would have taken it. I loved math. Algebra, Geometry, Trigonometry – loved them all! And to toot my own horn just a little bit, I was really good at math.
So when I went to university straight out of high school, (a mistake for me – I lasted until February) I took a Calculus class. I have never been so lost in my life. The first test I got 63 on. I had never gotten below 90 on a math test in my life! But truthfully, I hadn’t really studied. But for the next test, I studied. And studied. I got 48. I did not have a flippin’ clue what I was doing!
Some of you know this about me already, but I DO NOT LIKE TO BE DEFEATED. If I set out to do something, I do it. Maybe not perfectly, or even well, but adequately enough to be able to say “I did it.”
My defeat at the hands of Calculus has always bugged me. So I’m doing something about it. Of course, it’s been a loooooong time since I did high school math, so I’m taking Pre-Calculus first.
I’ve also signed up for a hula hooping class – pretty much for the same reason. 🙂 It will be interesting to see which one is harder. My money’s on the hula hoop.
Wish me luck!
I’ve started a new book project entitled Dear Me: The Widow Letters. It will be anthology of letters that widows write to their newly-widowed selves.
If you are a widow of at least one year, I hope you will consider being a part of this project. I would like you to write a letter to yourself. Not to your present day self, but to that heartbroken, overwhelmed self whose husband/partner just died. If you could reach back in time and talk to yourself, what would you say? Would they be words of comfort? Advice? Hope? Encouragement? Warning? All of the above and more?
If your letter is accepted for this anthology, you will receive $50 and a copy of the book. I do not want to limit how much you write, but I am hoping that the letters will be at least 500 words. You can use your full name, your first name and last initial, or remain anonymous is you prefer. As an introduction to your letter I would like to include a picture of your late husband/partner and a few sentences about when and how he or she died, how old you were when he or she died, how long you had been married/together, and how many years into the past you are reaching.
If you are interested in contributing a letter to this anthology and/or if you have any questions, please contact me at dearme(at)sasktel.net I would like to have all the letters by the end of 2017.
And if you know of any other widows who might be interested in participating, please pass the information along to them. The only stipulation is that at least one year must have passed since they became widows. This is just based on my own experience – I honestly did not know if I was going to survive until that first year was up, and I definitely would not have had anything to say to myself yet.
I look forward to hearing from you.