Suddenly *Not So* Single Journey

Bailing with a thimble…

Author: thenicknick

That’s what it feels like.

I dieted and lost three pounds from diet and exercise.  At least that’s what the scale said Friday.  And then over the weekend…I gained them back.

I’m hoping to chalk it up to water weight because right now…after yesterday’s meal…  (Yes, one…ALL DAY.)  I am feeling a tad swollen.  Salt hates me.

And apparently chicken wings, mozzarella wedges, chicken tenders, and french fries are high in that content?  Yeah.  I know.  Only…you make concessions when you’re with friends.  And you can’t always dictate the meal when you are all eating together and splitting the bill down the middle, as opposed to getting individual meals.

Or maybe that’s just me.  And I’m sure there’s a more graceful way to handle it…a way that I could have eaten healthier and still enjoyed the company of Lonnie and Lindsay and HIM, but I don’t feel like making a fuss or being difficult or announcing that I am…once again…dieting.

This is why I have developed my personality.  It’s a must.  It makes up for what I lack in the impressive body department.

On the other hand, while the scale is laughing at me, my body is getting tighter and firmer from the exercise.  All is not lost.

That should have been my theme for the weekend.  It was a tumultuous weekend, but it ended on a high and that’s all I ever need to maintain my happy.  That was all I needed to set the tone for the entire week.

It’s going to be a busy one.  I have the kids’ Open Houses at school tonight.  Two different schools.  Yay.  And Bishop has to go back to the vet tomorrow.  And we have to finish getting ready for school to start on Wednesday.  I have an open house at work on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.  Needless to say, I should be toast on Friday.

The routines will good for the kids, but I have to give up on being a Summer Mother for another ten months.  *sigh*  And I have to make sure the summer reading projects are done.  While Rachel is working diligently, the boy requires A LOT of supervision to complete…pretty much any task.  Remember the pile patrol duties?  Yup.

So, I’m off to walk my fat ass down Carmel Road again.  It has become a joke between us.  I like doing it.  The endorphins are much needed.  The exercise is much needed.  The thinking time is much appreciated.

One more week to get into some shape.  (Yes, round is a shape…but maybe if I shoot for true hourglass I’ll feel much better.)  Then we start on a new family endeavor.

Ready?

Lonnie is teaching Tae Kwon Do.  He’s a black belt, registered as a lethal weapon, that kind of thing.  And he’s been teaching for a while, all over the city.  As a friend, we are getting a discount and a group discount…since all four of us are going to take lessons together.  Can you picture it?  I know.  Awwww.

The kids and I took lessons together years ago.  We’re looking forward to getting back into it.  And HE wants some formal training.  HE has developed a strong fighting style, a product of his growing up a ginger in some tough neighborhoods.  Now he wants some formal training.  And it will be family bonding time.  And it will be bonding with Lonnie and Lindsay, since she has decided to take lesson with us from her husband.

I CAN’T WAIT!  SO, in lieu of belly dancing, which would have been fun and may still happen eventually, I am doing a family thing.  And family things are good.

Happy Monday.

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