I guess I am just not a very observant person. When I go on my walks I am in my own world, my mind off somewhere on a journey and my Walkman blaring in my ears. It's a time for me to work through things that are bothering me, or be off on some fantasy in my mind. (No I don't mean that kind of fantasy.) It's a time for me to concentrate on me. So as I am walking I rarely take notice of whom is out and doing what. I mean I do sometimes. The little old lady with the power saw yesterday was pretty hard to miss. I don't think about the fact that people are watching me as I walk. I don't think about the fact that they may be making notes or having their own thoughts that might involve me. I don't see myself as that intriguing so it takes me back when people say they were thinking of me or what have you. I mean I like it. Who doesn't like knowing that they crossed someones mind. So today was an exceptionally beautiful day and I have a lot weighing on my mind. I use to sit and eat and watch television when I was uptight if I didn't have someone to go out with because it filled that void and it gave me something other than what was bothering me to think about. Then I realized that just doesn't cut it and it's taking away my life. So today when I would get that anxious I need to eat feeling I filled the void with work or exercise. I took the first walk this morning. One hour twenty six minutes and 4.42 miles. I don't know if that is good or bad time. I wasn't making a point to try for anything, but I have a watch I can wear that tells me my heart rate, how fast I'm walking and how long I have been walking and how far. It also counts the steps for me. First walk clocked in at 10175 steps. So this evening after meeting friends for Mexican I came home feeling a little nostalgic and not wanting to go in quiet yet. So I put on my watch, my Walkman and my tennis shoe's and struck out again. A little faster paced as if I had somewhere to be. I am not sure what motivated me to walk faster, but it felt right. First trip around my neighborhood was uneventful. I still didn't want to go in, so I took off again without even stopping at my house. This time I was greeting at the top of the first incline by a kindly looking man probably in his mid sixties. He and some other neighbors standing in his yard shouted out for me to keep up the good work. He said you know just going around this block is three quarters of a mile. I said I know I do this walk a few times a day. He shouted back "We know. This neighborhood is proud of you and what you are accomplishing. Keep up the good work." I said thanks and kept going. I was a little surprised. A few houses more a lady brought me a bottle of water out to the road. She said keep it up you're doing great. Did I miss something? I am not participating in a marathon, I'm just walking in my neighborhood. A couple of weeks ago another couple had said they were glad to see me back out walking that they had wondered why I had stopped after last fall. Uh, it's cold weather. I don't do cold weather. I do the mall or treadmill but I don't walk in snow and definitely with my phobia's not on ice. My neighborhood is watching me and supporting me. Why? Don't really know and couldn't really tell you unless they are sad that the biggest loser is over for the season and I am their own personal television set. I think it's nice either way. You see over the last four weeks and four days I have lost twenty-six pounds. I have a ton of weight to lose yet. But today the pants which use to be tight on me only a few weeks ago i had to pin at the top with a safety pin because I was afraid they would fall to my feet. Guess I will be needing a new wardrobe if it keeps up. I hope it does. I have faith it will. It's what I want. I want my life back. I can't believe I let it get away from me in the first place. Life is precious and short. My uncle that lost his wife the last week of March just lost his best friend this past week too. It makes you think. There isn't time to waste. I want to live my life to my best now. I want the weight off and I have every intention of getting it off. Vomiting and starving and surgeries are not for me. The first two I can't support. The third one I think good for you if you are one of those people it works for, but it's not for me. So I'll keep walking as long as I can. My ankle was killing me today! I'll push myself and as soon as it's all done I'll post pictures of my journey that started in November of 2007, stalled for a little bit and then hit the trails hard yet again. I'm thankful my neighbors are supporting me. Everyone needs a support system and in today's day and age I just think it's awesome that people who most of them don't even know my name are encouraging me and cheering for me. Guess you just never know who's watching...
PS.. Second walk tonight was one hour seventeen minutes and 3.44 miles. It was 7545 steps.
I guess I am just not a very observant person. When I go on my walks I am in my own world, my mind off somewhere on a journey and my Walkman blaring in my ears. It's a time for me to work through things that are bothering me, or be off on some fantasy in my mind. (No I don't mean that kind of fantasy.) It's a time for me to concentrate on me. So as I am walking I rarely take notice of whom is out and doing what. I mean I do sometimes. The little old lady with the power saw yesterday was pretty hard to miss. I don't think about the fact that people are watching me as I walk. I don't think about the fact that they may be making notes or having their own thoughts that might involve me. I don't see myself as that intriguing so it takes me back when people say they were thinking of me or what have you. I mean I like it. Who doesn't like knowing that they crossed someones mind. So today was an exceptionally beautiful day and I have a lot weighing on my mind. I use to sit and eat and watch television when I was uptight if I didn't have someone to go out with because it filled that void and it gave me something other than what was bothering me to think about. Then I realized that just doesn't cut it and it's taking away my life. So today when I would get that anxious I need to eat feeling I filled the void with work or exercise. I took the first walk this morning. One hour twenty six minutes and 4.42 miles. I don't know if that is good or bad time. I wasn't making a point to try for anything, but I have a watch I can wear that tells me my heart rate, how fast I'm walking and how long I have been walking and how far. It also counts the steps for me. First walk clocked in at 10175 steps. So this evening after meeting friends for Mexican I came home feeling a little nostalgic and not wanting to go in quiet yet. So I put on my watch, my Walkman and my tennis shoe's and struck out again. A little faster paced as if I had somewhere to be. I am not sure what motivated me to walk faster, but it felt right. First trip around my neighborhood was uneventful. I still didn't want to go in, so I took off again without even stopping at my house. This time I was greeting at the top of the first incline by a kindly looking man probably in his mid sixties. He and some other neighbors standing in his yard shouted out for me to keep up the good work. He said you know just going around this block is three quarters of a mile. I said I know I do this walk a few times a day. He shouted back "We know. This neighborhood is proud of you and what you are accomplishing. Keep up the good work." I said thanks and kept going. I was a little surprised. A few houses more a lady brought me a bottle of water out to the road. She said keep it up you're doing great. Did I miss something? I am not participating in a marathon, I'm just walking in my neighborhood. A couple of weeks ago another couple had said they were glad to see me back out walking that they had wondered why I had stopped after last fall. Uh, it's cold weather. I don't do cold weather. I do the mall or treadmill but I don't walk in snow and definitely with my phobia's not on ice. My neighborhood is watching me and supporting me. Why? Don't really know and couldn't really tell you unless they are sad that the biggest loser is over for the season and I am their own personal television set. I think it's nice either way. You see over the last four weeks and four days I have lost twenty-six pounds. I have a ton of weight to lose yet. But today the pants which use to be tight on me only a few weeks ago i had to pin at the top with a safety pin because I was afraid they would fall to my feet. Guess I will be needing a new wardrobe if it keeps up. I hope it does. I have faith it will. It's what I want. I want my life back. I can't believe I let it get away from me in the first place. Life is precious and short. My uncle that lost his wife the last week of March just lost his best friend this past week too. It makes you think. There isn't time to waste. I want to live my life to my best now. I want the weight off and I have every intention of getting it off. Vomiting and starving and surgeries are not for me. The first two I can't support. The third one I think good for you if you are one of those people it works for, but it's not for me. So I'll keep walking as long as I can. My ankle was killing me today! I'll push myself and as soon as it's all done I'll post pictures of my journey that started in November of 2007, stalled for a little bit and then hit the trails hard yet again. I'm thankful my neighbors are supporting me. Everyone needs a support system and in today's day and age I just think it's awesome that people who most of them don't even know my name are encouraging me and cheering for me. Guess you just never know who's watching...
PS.. Second walk tonight was one hour seventeen minutes and 3.44 miles. It was 7545 steps. 
2 comments:
Keep up the great work!!! Way to go!
have you ever thought that they were telling you what God himself wants you to know. you are doing a fantastic job. your time is excellent. i know that for a fact. you have bested me very well. i am proud of you sheila. you are an inspiration to everyone in your neighborhood and you are a crime deterant. you are doing more good deeds in your walk then i can ever tell you. just keep it up. this is how i was before i went in the military. you are doing a fantastic job. sigh. you my insperation.
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