Mother's Day

My neighbour gave me a wonderful card which says that I've been like a second mother to him. He and his partner took me out for an early breakfast as well and then the three of us took their dog to a county park within driving distance of our flats.

I think the dog was amazed by all the green space as well as the people, dogs and horse she encountered. She didn't do much other than look around. I had a hard time on the gravel surface and grass, much of which was uneven and rutted, but it was still nice to be outside. We did not get the rain predicted for today, so the slightly overcast skies and constant breeze were a pleasant change.

Just a bit ago,   someone gave my almost-like-a-son some Godiva-white-chocolate-dipped strawberries which he shared with me--a sweet treat on a sweet day. I hope all of the Mothers in blogland had a wonderful day, too.

Until Next Time...                                                          

Frustration

To say that I'm at all pleased with the way I look sans clothing after working out since January would be a  lie. My trainer insists that losing the layer around my midsection is all about nutrition and I do watch what I eat, even measuring portions and beginning yet another food diary. Thus far, none of these things has made much of a difference and I am beyond frustrated at this point.

I've never been a particularly vain woman with regard to weight or appearance and still garner a fair number of compliments from men and women alike. My trainer is happy with my efforts because I am very strong and have steadily increased both the number of machines and the weights and reps with which I work.

I have no desire to be stick-thin, but I refuse to join the increasing numbers of people on this planet for whom obesity and associated health problems become a fact of life. I want to be as healthy as I can be but it feels like I am at an impasse and nothing is changing...

I am not a woman who sets goals and fails to meet them...

Until Next Time...