Healthy Me

Every parent of a daughter should view this video. In fact, every parent of a son should as well since they are talking about giving boys this vaccine too.

I did some belly dancing today! I love belly dancing. Now if I was any good at it, I'd like it better. It'll be good exercise though.

I've been keeping up with my "steps" everyday with a pedometer...seeing how active I am against the chart they gave us at my son's fitness meetings last month. Mine gives steps or miles walked depending on what I set it for. I can also set goals and it'll tell me how close I am to meeting my goal. I've been faithful with using the pedometer everyday...until yesterday.

Yesterday we worked outside all morning - my most active day since getting the pedometer. Guess what? I forgot to put it on for the first time. Geez! All that activity and all I have to show for it are sore shoulders from digging and carrying...no steps.

Oh well...there are more important things going on in the world than the fact that I forgot my pedometer. I heard North Korea launched that missile. Other countries, including ours, will puff out their chests over it and went to the U.N. Problem for me is I really don't think the U.N. has any authority anymore. Is this going to be another stressor for me added on top of everything else - the economy, the wars, the stepkids, my health, and my weight or is it going to disappear quickly and be forgotten about until the next time North Korea flexes a little muscle? We shall see.

OH.MY.GAWD!! We went out shopping a little bit ago and I grabbed a few pair of shorts, go into the dressing room to try them on, and freak way the heck out. I couldn't believe my thighs this year. They didn't look like that last year! I know the lighting is horrible in stores and my legs are ghostly white but still! I thought about crying, didn't, but I did put the shorts back on the rack. I bought two pair of capri pants instead. I came out and told my husband I wasn't getting into shorts this year until after we started exercising at the gym with the membership we just bought and I lost some weight. My husband says, "You don't look any different to me." He sees me everyday so he wouldn't notice. It's not often that I look at myself full-length (don't have a full-length mirror). Boy was I shocked (and disgusted).

I wish I'd had a decent camera to take a pic of what I looked like under the garish lights. Would've been great incentive to get rid of all the extra that was never there before. *shiver* I think the image is burned into my brain though so I shouldn't need the picture. I think I need bleach for my eyes.