Today, it finally warmed up here in the South. After days of ice and snow and frigid temps, this Fat Girl was happy to see some sunshine and warmer temps. We have a little chihuahua. His name (real) is Marley. He is mainly Alice’s dog, although for the MOST part, Mickey and I take him out and feed him. Alice is spending the night with her good friend Ann Marie, so when Marley let me know he needed to go outside I decided to give the poor puppy a longer walk then the yard lap he generally gets. I know he was just as glad as I to see some sun.
I told Mickey I felt like taking Marley for a walk around the block. After promising to take my phone with me, Marley and I set out for our walk. Let me say for those of you who do not know, I have had two heart attacks and by-pass surgery, as well as suffering from Congestive Heart Failure. So, Mickey worries when I venture out on my own. This is why I had to take my phone.
Marley was in HEAVEN. It’s Friday, which is trash day in my neighborhood. So many people still had their trashcan at the curb. Marley happily anointed each one. The walk was only 10 minutes. I might have made a second lap, except for two issues.
One, I did not take a water bottle with me and I was getting thirsty and out of breath. That’s all I need- to collapse from dehydration in the middle of the road. Mickey would never let me out of the house again. Two, I was walking out of my shoes. Now, earlier today Mickey’s oldest daughter, Ariel stopped by. Mickey is the second marriage and between the two of us, we have seven children. Hmmm….maybe I should have named them after the dwarves…..At any rate, you will never hear or “read” me referring to them as “steps.” They are also my children. Alice, however, is the only one who is still young enough to reside at home.
At any rate, Ariel stopped by today. She is also using My Fitness Pal and Jillian to aid her weight loss. Ariel is nowhere near my size. She really doesn’t have much to lose. Her pants today were loose all over. I could really tell she had been working hard and losing. Are my pants loose? Nope. Are my shirts too big? Negative. Where can I see my thus far 9 pound loss? IN MY FRICKIN SHOES!
Who loses weight in their feet first? Huh? Of all the things I want to become too large, my shoes were not part of the equation. I can’t even just tighten the laces. When I was first diagnosed with CHF, I had a horrible swelling problem. My ankles, legs, entire body would just swell and hold water. Because of this, I invested in a pair of Sketchers Mules. They look like an average tennis shoe (sneaker for you Yankee readers), but they have no back. So, if I decided to swell, it was ok.
On my walk today, I walked out of them three times. I am now able to fit in the Nike Airs I could no longer wear. But seriously, what am I supposed to do? Show all my friend my feet and say “Look, look, I can wear my OLD shoes.” ? I am thankful I can wear my old shoes, I just sure would have liked to have had my first loss in my thighs or tummy. Somewhere people would notice. Nope, not me, I lose weight in my feet.
Tomorrow, I get to try the goodies Ariel brought me. Jillian Michaels Body Revolution, phase one and the workout strap. I slept in today after getting Alice up and ready for school, so today I simply walked the block and did a vigorous workout on the bike.
Hope you all have a wonderful Friday and a wonderful weekend. If you like my blog, hit the handy subscribe button. Refer me to your friends. Give me feedback. It’s nice to feel well enough to write a little again.
Disclaimer: Again, Jillian Michaels does not know of my existence. I get nothing free from her. I get no pay for mentioning her on my blog. I love her DVDs, but she scares me on The Biggest Loser.
Additional Disclaimer: I have received nothing from Nike or Sketchers for mentioning the shoes I own. They have no clue I exist either.