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Patience

“Patience is waiting. Not passively waiting. That is laziness. But to keep going when the going is hard and slow – that is patience.”  ~Unknown~ 

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Adventures in Babysitting
Now I just need to tattoo that quote on my forhead, or somehow inscribe it on my brain.  It was an UGLY WI today, especially so because I was totally OP, didn’t consume any extraneous calories, exercised every day and drank plenty of water.  Seriously. How the heck did I gain 2 pounds?  I just about lost it at WW.  I was so upset…and I’m totally thankful for the wonderful friends I have there who offered encouragement and advice. 
Sigh.  I’m going down in history as the person who lost the last ten pounds over the longest time.

EMail Anglea Pea

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From One of My Favorite Bloggers

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Achilles heel: Ice Cream

Battle cry: Bring It On.
Casket size: None — I plan to donate my body to science and then be cremated.
Deformity: one ear is significantly lower than the other.  To the point that when I make dangly earrings, one has an extra link in it.
Embarrassing nickname: Grace.  Because I’m not.  Graceful, that is.
Fish I’d most like to be if I were somehow, for some reason, forced to be turned into a fish: Mudskipper, because they show some inititive
Getaway route: Any path that will take me by a Carribean beach where I can become blissfully distracted
Hillbilly name (click here): Betty Rose Clementine
Inanimate object I most resemble: An hourglass
“Jack”, Favorite blogger named: That would be Jack Sh*t!, of course
Knot I have most trouble untying: Sheepshank.
Last lesson learned: Do not try to blend an entire blenderful of hot soup. 
Middle letter of middle name: A
Nearest Chinese restaurant: P.F. Chang
Oldest person I know: My MIL — She’s actually older than my Grandma
Pancakes, Favorite topping for: pecans and maple syrup.  The real stuff.
Quality I wish I had more of: patience
Rap artist I’d most like to chillax with: Usher.  Is he a rap artist?
Salad dressing I despise most: Catalina
TV show I wish would disappear forever: All reality TV programs
Underwear, Favorite kind/color: Clean, nude
Vice that I wish I could do away with: talking too loudly
Website that I check first every day: blogger
Xerox, Funniest thing I’ve copied on: a fern frond
“Yes,” Dumbest thing to which I’ve answered: “Can you help with the Cookie Sale?”
Zombie, Favorite “brain” dish if I ever became a: scrambled
 EMail Anglea Pea
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My Thoughts About Deprivation

Today was Weigh-In Day, Chickies – down another 0.6 pounds! I’m celebrating every ounce!
 Today’s topic was Deprivation.  Not the kind of deprivation that involves making whoopie on a trapeze or torturing small animals; rather, the mental part of losing weight.  What makes us feel deprived?  Why do we automatically crave chocolate the moment someone says “Oh, you shouldn’t eat that”?  It’s a delima for sure, the contrariness of the human mind.
We need to allow ourselves to have food treats – there is absolutely nothing wrong with eating a piece of cake on your birthday, or having some icecream in the summer.  However, we have to plan for these treats.  Save up points or calories and work them into the weekly menu, or commit to the exercise necessary to burn off those extra calories.  That’s how I handle my treats.  I exercise to earn the points, then indulge in a food treat. 
The lovely sandwich above?  That was my treat for the week.  I ate one just like it (sans onions – blech!) for lunch today, piled high with veggies, banana peppers, turkey, ham and even cheese.  It was worth 9 points for a half sandwich.  I savored every bite, enjoyed the heck out of it. I also rode my bicycle for an hour, earning 8 points, making this a 1 point sandwich.  

There is nothing about eating that we should feel guilty about. Everything is allowed in moderation – and I have to be willing to pay with either exercise or with a weight gain. I’ll take the exercise, thank you. EMail Anglea Pea