I’ve been waging a
war with Norton 360, making it back up the damn computer. After a week of
fits and starts, the backup program finally completed correctly last night. I
just can’t work with a big, red ALERT! hanging out on my screen. And that’s why
I didn’t have an update on Monday.
But Monday was also
the first day of school for the
teenager, and with that, I scampered out the door and went for a walk/run while
buses and cars clogged the streets around my house. Midweek, I Zumba-ed and
yoga-ed at home, and today after I dropped off the kid and his trombone, I
drove directly to the gym where I got in some bike, elliptical and weights –
first time I’d been back to the gym in months. I'm planning on putting those Monday and Friday workouts on my permanent to-do list.
I’ve also been decluttering like mad. One of the daily
activities in the Lighten-Up plan is to spend 10 minutes a day decluttering
something. I can’t stop at 10 minutes and have been shredding, tossing and
purging like the opposite of one of those people you see on Hoarders.
I was going to write
an update yesterday but did a little Meals on Wheels for Carol last night.
Someone who shouldn’t be driving anymore T-boned her car, sending it spinning
into the scrub on the side of the road. (Driving in South Florida is an extreme
sport.) Carol’s fine, perhaps a little achy, but the car, a once-adorable Kia
Soul, is a crumpled mess. She turned down the offer of my freshly made sausage
and kale soup and instead wanted fast food. Usually I’d be a Debbie Downer
about that, but who’s to deny someone who just had their car smashed in? Got
her a Happy Meal, which is probably the best fast-food choice, since it’s a
reasonable amount of food.
So while Carol is
figuring out what to do with insurance and old ladies and transportation, I’ll
probably be blogging solo for awhile. But she’s still using her Fitbit to log
miles at work. She works at a huge private school, and this week all the kids
are coming back to buy their books and supplies, so she’s getting a lot of
steps and weight (books) lifting in.
Imaginary pasta party at my house!
Came home from the
gym this morning to find a Priority Mail box stuffed with Miracle Noodles
at my front door. It was a LivingSocial deal, and now I am set for weeks with “imaginary”
pasta and rice. I prefer Miracle Noodles over other brands – they don’t seem to
have that “bottom of the aquarium” smell that other brands have, and they’re
made in the USA … ‘murica!
Haven’t stepped on
the scale all week – we’re still not on speaking terms and I have been
absolutely bear-like with PMS (I think) cravings. But I have to STOP using PMS
as an excuse to forage through the pick-a-nick baskets at night. But I'm heartened by my fitness activity this week, and the weekend will be a stellar example of craving control, so perhaps we'll visit the scale Monday morning.
Note to self: You
are 50, not 15. What’s up with the waking up with a zit in the middle of your
nose?