This may seem like an odd title for the middle week of a Thursday in September. Don’t we usually start something new at the beginning of the year or a semester or the fall or a week?
Well, sure yes. Those are traditional times to begin again. But really anytime the motivation hits or the switch clicks is the time to act. It’s like whenever the urge hits to clean out the closets (this is prior to the downsizing and ankle break), I just had to do it then. Who knew when the urge would happen again. LOL
So what am I now beginning again? Several things.
I’ve actually written new words on my 8th book (Book 3 of the Second Chances Series, ACT OF BETRAYAL.) Not lots of new words, but several thousand. It’s a real struggle for me for several reasons. This book takes place in Dallas, a city I’m familiar with, but not one I know like the back of my hand. (Why does that cliché work? Who would recognize the back of their own hand amidst a bunch of pictures of others hands? ) Settings are always important to me. It’s the frame I hang the story on. Yes, I’ve got a map, but it’s not showing restaurants and office buildings. So a day trip to Dallas is in my near future. And there’s some financial stuff that I’m not really solid on. But once words are on the screen, they can be fixed. 🙂 First 2 books of Series
Wednesday night I attended the first group meeting to help me Disarm The Triggers of Comfort Eating. A good friend, Renée Jones and counselor led the session, renée@packyourown bag.com It was over two years ago that I lost just under 30 lbs using Nutrisystem. It really worked. But at some point, you go back to eating “real” food. So over about 6 months I regained about 10 lbs. Not too bad, but not good.
Then this summer I broke my ankle, tore a ligament, and spent almost two months sitting in a chair, not moving very darn much. Now you can imagine the amount of comfort eating I indulged in during my “confinement” totally dependent on others for pretty much everything. So I put on another 10 pounds. Thank God, I’d lost the weight two years ago. If I’d started 30 pounds heavier and had this time of enforced non-movement…well, that would’ve been dreadful. So I have goals and plans and I’ll share those and results as we go along.
Tomorrow, Friday, Sept. 16 I return to Pilates for the first time since the middle of May when we were trying to finish up the packing and moving to the lake thing. I remember how sore I was after my first session almost 5 years ago. Not looking forward to Saturday, but so looking forward to how strong and powerful I feel after a session. That may not happen Friday. LOL I expect it will whip my butt. I’ve only exercised for about 10 minutes for about 6 times recently. I’ll keep you posted on this progress, too. Picture below is my daughter’s studio. Fort Worth Classical Pilates.