So I decided it was time for an all-new me, even more fabulous than before, and I thought I’d give you a status report. Progress, not perfection is a 12 step saying, and since I’m not a perfectionist it’s one of my favorites. So here are my own babysteps, in hopes of encouraging the rest of you guys.
I’ve gone from at least 8 Diet Cokes a day down to one, first thing in the morning. I could probably even cut that one out, but hey, it’s little enough, and I’m not tempted to have another one. Originally I was going to cut to three a day but after a day the later DCs just tasted odd. I’m trying to push water but that’s something I could definitely improve on. If I went for bottled water it wouldn’t be a problem but I’ve got delicious water from my own well so I don’t want to use up all that plastic.
I’ve lost 10 pounds so far, which will slow down — it’s always easy to lose a chunk to begin with, and a stomach bug sped things up a bit. So far I’ve cut out all fast food, all fried food, sugar, white flour. Trying to push at least 5 veggies and fruits a day, preferably more. Going for one vegetarian meal a week, no red meat (Richie doesn’t eat it so that’s easy enough). No seconds.
That’s all been pretty do-able so far, but it’s early days so far. However, I’m in the zone, and it’s easy enough to drink iced tea instead of DC, easy enough to get stuff from a supermarket salad bar instead of Mickey D’s.
I’ve been working on decluttering – my bedroom is a disaster area. I’ve been emptying one laundry basket a day, and I only have one more to go. Of course, then I have to deal with all the crap on the floor that was underneath all the laundry baskets, but it’s a step in the right direction. As soon as I finish I get to set up my new tv (but not before).
Haven’t done too well on the exercise part yet. I keep wanting to get over to the pool (the main exercise I can handle at this point) but I keep having to take care of my grandson, take care of my mother, take care of my life. I’m hoping for later this week.
And I’ve been writing. Not as much as I could wish, but there’s always room for improvement.
Mostly, I’ve been surviving family trauma and not turning to food. It’s always so easy to find excuses, but I’ve been fighting it, trying to be as sane as possible. Most of all, I’m trying to keep it one day at a time, one moment at a time.
So check out www.reinventingfabulous.com. Crusie’s blogging with me too, and she’s one of the wisest women I know. Come and heckle, or be inspired.
Because it’s never too late to reinvent yourself, no matter how fabulous you were to begin with.