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Friday Quote Day

"Learn how to be happy with what you have while you pursue all that
you want."
~ Jim RohnTesting, testing. The Blogger page won't load so I'm going to try out
this new-fangled blog-by-e-mail option and see how it works. I *know*
it won't look right, but looks aren't everything, right?Definitely right! This week's quote says it all.If I'm happy with what I have – and I am – I'm free to work for
anything and everything I want. If I get it, great. But if I'm already
happy with what I have, it's not going to break my heart to not get
what I'm working for.This kind of goes against the Puritan work-ethic grain. We think we
should achieve *all* our goals, especially the ones we're working our
asses off for. (Or should that be "especially the ones for which we're
working our asses off"?) It's not bad to want more, but if the
starting point is one of "okay-ness," then not having more isn't a
tragedy…

Real food for real people

So, my husband and I went to the movies yesterday. We like documentaries, and the nearest theatre which regularly features them is two hours away. Going to the movies is a day trip for us.

We saw Food, Inc., and decided on the way home we might become vegetarians. At the very least, we will seek out family farm-raised chicken, beef and pork. Turns out one of the farmers interviewed in the film is two, maybe two and a half hours from us, and sells his products to the public almost every Saturday.

So buying meat will be a day trip, as well.

At the very end of the film there were many suggestions flashed up randomly on the screen, ideas you can use to eat better. One was "Plant a garden. (Even a small one.)" My husband nudged me; he knows how much my garden means to me.

We have friends who are about as self-sustaining as you can get and not be Amish. We called them on our way home and invited ourselves to dinner. For the rest of our lives! Heh.

Interestingly, Time magazine published…

Grrr. Grrr. Grrr.

My e-mail is still broken. My ISP says it's the phone line. Verizon promised to come Monday but they still haven't shown up and I'm busier than usual and getting to the point where I Just. Don't. Care. I'm nearly ready to publish my phone number. If you want to know what's going on with me, give me a call!

I'm continuing my five-mile-a-day walking and continuing to see the number on the bathroom scale climb. Two more pounds Monday. TWO! I swear to you on my mother's grave that I'm not overeating and that I'm really exerting myself on these walks. I come home drenched in sweat. I take an Aleve morning and night to ward off muscle aches and pains. Remind me again why I'm doing this?

The bright spot in my life these days is my garden. I decided it's never too late to start a compost pile. Mowing the lawn has turned into mowing with a purpose: I raked four wheelbarrows full of grass clippings. As my dad says, cow manure started out as grass cl…

67.7

Beginning July 7, I've walked a minimum of five miles every single day, bring the total up to 67.7 miles. I'll be walking between the raindrops today (as I also did on Friday), but ya know what? I won't melt. And walking outside – even in the rain – is better than walking on the treadmill.

Will I run again? I'm not sure. I might need to change the name of the blog. I think if I lost 20 pounds I'd feel better about running and certainly if I lost 40 I'd be right back at it. I'm a little concerned that pounding the road at 5 mph would affect my knees a little more than it does at 3.5 mph.

So. No fall race for me. My husband and I are thinking about going to Florida in January, maybe I'll find one there. Then again, maybe not. It's all contingent on my weight.

Now the good thing is I'm enjoying the walking whether I'm losing weight or not, and that was my goal. I wouldn't be lying if I told you I wish 67.7 miles had resulted in a couple pounds…

Friday Quote Day

“Inaction breeds doubt and fear.
Action breeds confidence and courage.
If you want to conquer fear,
do not sit home and think about it.
Go out and get busy.”
~ Dale Carnegie

Whether I'm losing weight or not (I'm not), my daily walks are definitely beneficial to my mental health. I'm not surprised by this – certainly many of us have read about and/or experienced the emotional lift we get when we exert ourselves physically.

Sitting around thinking about how fat I am won't help me lose weight. And even though logging all these miles (52.2 since July 7) hasn't resulted in a loss (are you surprised, Marla? Me, neither!), I'm not going to stop walking.

I don't feel defeated, not at all. Astonishingly, I look forward to the walk each and every morning. It's the first thing I think about. As I mentioned yesterday I had to get it done early because the rest of the day was packed. The phone rang about five minutes after I finished yesterday – it was the doctor's offi…

I was wrong

My e-mail still is not fixed. My next move is to call the phone company. My ISP is more than willing to help, but now I can't get a dial tone on the line we usually use for the computer. So I'm doing computer stuff in the wee hours of the morning when civilized people don't make telephone calls. Heh.

Today I will be walking in the wee hours of the morning … I have a doctor's appointment at 10:30 and we have plans to visit some friends from mid-afternoon to evening. If my intention is to get five miles in every day, than now is the time.

It really doesn't matter much which phone line I'm using. I can open some web pages, but not others. I can send mail, but it's slow, and sometimes I can even send an attachment. It's not consistent and working with a techie over the phone is frustrating and tiresome.

I walked 10K with my husband yesterday. Instead of five hilly miles on our road, we went to his favorite spot, a flat, shady road that runs by a little creek. …

Oh, what a night

Last night was just about perfect.

We had a wonderful vegetarian meal for dinner, easy, delicious and I got to cook one of my zucchini!

Then we settled down to watch the All-Star game.

I was sitting with my favorite person (my husband), watching my President meet my favorite baseball player.

The first commercial was the Pepsi ad with still shots of my favorite singer and Will.I.Am singing one of my most favorite songs.

And then the American League won the game! Again! How perfect is that?

Walked five miles yesterday (with a little running), and am now getting ready to do today's five-miler. Today will be eight straight days ... they say 21 days makes something a habit. I hope I can make that happen.

Hope your day is as good as my night was!

I think it's fixed, I think it's fixed

At least I hope so.

I've been having trouble sending attachments using my e-mail program (Mail.app). It looks like it's finished sending, but freezes up right at the end of the process, resulting in an error message. I've been using my Gmail account to send photos this week, but I've had at least one person tell me he got a blank page when he was expecting a photo of my baby okra plant.

Twice yesterday I was able to send small photos using Mail. Let's hope the problem is solved. I believe it's the phone line, not the mail server. Now that we've had dry weather for a few days, perhaps the moisture which creates static and dropped transmissions has dried out.

Of course if a mouse has chewed through that phone line, all bets are off. (That's happened before. Think twice before you decide to chuck it all and move to the country.)

Here's one of the photos I've been trying to send – my first sunflower! I planted a whole row of those gorgeous red ones that…

Mmmm … blackberries

I tried to take a photo of the luscious blackberry cobbler I made night before last, but it didn't look very luscious at all. Take my word for it – and take my husband's word for it, too – it was quite yummy.

He ate all the crust from the top. I used a recipe from a Southern Living cookbook, which called for a biscuit topper but it was a little different from regular biscuit dough. It was very puffy and light.

We heated the remaining filling and ate it on waffles last night.

I'm totally carbed up now. Heh.

So, I walked 30 miles last week – five miles every day except Monday. It takes about 90 minutes (it's a very hilly route) and I haven't tried to talk myself out of it – or into it – at all.

My attitude has been that taking that walk is like applying antiperspirant, or brushing my teeth. I wouldn't not do it on a daily basis. So it hasn't mattered how hot it has been, or how busy I've been, or how fill-in-the-blank (tired? cranky? sore?) – I've just res…

So excited I forgot the Friday quote

Yes, I was so all about bragging on myself yesterday that I forgot it was Friday, and around here Friday means "something to think about." So we'll do that today instead.

“Confidence is contagious.
So is lack of confidence.”
Michael O'Brien

When my husband retired more than a year ago, he started taking a daily walk. He weighed more than was comfortable for him, and probably qualified as "overweight" on the BMI scale. But more importantly, he just didn't feel good, or healthy, or trim.

So he took his daily walk and about six months later was teetering on the brink of "underweight."

Seriously.

He knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that taking a long walk every day would result in weight loss, no matter what else he did. (He progressed from three miles to five, and finally settled on 10K as his ideal distance.) Now that's confidence.

I've been a regular exerciser for years, but have never had that kind of confidence. My mind is convinced that my…

Shall we try for four?

I can hardly believe I've walked 15 miles this week – five miles a day for three consecutive days. I didn't walk Monday, opting to work in the garden for exercise that day, but you know … the garden needed some attention yesterday and I didn't neglect it just because I'd already walked that day. Hmmm. Do you s'pose I can walk and do some other type of physical exertion on a daily basis?

Heh. Of course I can. The question is whether I will.

Right now I'm thinking I will.

I stopped to chat with one of our Amish neighbors the other day. She was working in her garden (which is much larger and much, much neater than mine), but mentioned she'd gone for her morning walk before breakfast. I can only imagine what breakfast must be like for her, since she has 11 children and a husband to feed. She must have been out walking at 4 a.m.!

The point being, the Amish work all the livelong day and still find time to just … go for a walk.

They do follow one suggestion that modern…

Two days in a row

Can she make it three?

Well, I might, if I hurry.

I took a five-mile walk both Tuesday and yesterday. (And I picked about a pint of berries on the way back. The ones edging our woods aren't quite ripe enough yet.)

But if I do walk again today it will have to be soon, as the sky is grey and the weather forecast is for rain and more rain. It's actually quite cool outside – this has been a most pleasant July, all in all.

The edamame and corn are pushing up through the dirt – I can't begin to describe how awesome I think it is when you cover a little seed with earth, add sunshine and water and then eat the fruit (or vegetable) of your labor just a few weeks later. Yes, Denise, it's a lot of work, but the rewards are more than worth it. I'm not that good at weeding, and this is the first year this plot of earth has been cultivated, so it's very weedy, but the good stuff is coming up anyway. Maybe next year I'll mulch the whole thing.

My weight is staying steady, whic…

I HEART vegetable gardening

Living in the Middle of Nowhere has its disadvantages (I'm lookin' at YOU, dial-up!). But having enough room to plant a large vegetable garden is not one of them. I've been able to saunter out to the garden two days in a row to harvest part of our dinner.

Monday night I sautéed seasoned chicken breasts in olive oil, then added lots o' veggies (including our first zucchini and some sugar snap peas), simmered it in a little orange juice until everything was yummy and served it over rice.

Last night I fixed my favorite pesto pasta concoction with chicken sausages and fresh vegetables.

So I'm on a roll with the clean eating and I walked five miles yesterday afternoon. It was hot, but there was a nice breeze and I found a patch of ripe blackberries. I'm going back today with a container!

We have wild blackberries at the edge of our woods, but they're not quite ready to pick yet. And usually the birds grab them before I get a chance. I hope there's enough for all…

Still here

My computer – or, more likely, my internet connection – has been acting up for days. I'm taking advantage of what is probably a small window of opportunity to throw something up here lest both of you who read this blog think I've died.

We had company for the Fourth, as we always do, and I didn't spend any time on the computer at all. The trouble started on Thursday or Friday, so I thought maybe a few days of no activity would cure it, kind of like a cold. Hmmm – I guess that only works on people.

At any rate, it's time to get back to clean eating, regular activity and a healthy lifestyle which doesn't include dessert at every meal.

Last night as I was preparing the coffeemaker, I looked out to see a gorgeous sky:

And then when I turned around to go back in the house, I saw the full moon, peeking through the woods:

Okay, let's see if this will post now.