I have made it to Day 60! I am VERY pleased with myself! Typically, I have given up long before I reach this point.
Even though I did NOT feel like doing Ultimate Calorie Blaster today, I got up and pushed Play. Unfortunately, I did not have time to take the puppies for a walk before having to rush and get ready to go to lunch with my mom, brother and sister-in-law.
We went to Olive Garden for lunch. We took my mom out for her 70th Birthday (which was actually on Tuesday). We had an absolute pleasurable time. The only child there was my brother’s one-year-old granddaughter. We were able to relax and walk away without spending hundreds of dollars! Normally, if the whole family goes, we cover not only our mom’s meal, but our children’s meals as well. Definitely a nice change of pace!
During the drive back to my mom’s, I asked her if she had gotten in touch with her doctor. She desperately needs to have surgery on her knee as it is bone on bone. However, before she can have the surgery, she needs to lose 50 pounds and have a BMI lower than 40. She said she has not. I asked her why not. She told me she lost the weight on her own before and she is going to do it again. She admitted she is unable to do a lot of the things she had done before. I suggested she sign up to take Water Aerobics at the Y. She said she doesn’t want to have to leave the house every day. I told her if she needed someone to take her, I would be more than happy to. Of course, she did not like that.
While having this conversation, I realized my mother does not want to leave her comfort zone. I’m not sure if she is afraid or what. She has been this way my whole life. She finds her comfort zone and does not like to venture past it. I wish I could explain to her “Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.” There is so much more to life than sitting in a recliner, playing online games, solitaire with a deck of cards and watching syndicated TV shows! How does one explain to a stubborn, 70-year-old, Hungarian-Belgian woman her family wants her around for at least another 30 years?! In order for that to happen, she needs to get up and get moving. I know if she were to get up and get moving, she would see a whole different world!
I love my mother. She is my heroine. She is one of the greatest reasons I became the person I am today. The things she has struggled through and survived has been a source of inspiration to me. She single-handedly raised five demonic children from Hell while receiving no financial aid from the husband who abandoned the family or any other assistance. She was able to keep a roof over our heads, food in our stomachs and clothes on our backs AND, through the Grace of God (along with an Army of Angels), maintain her sanity! She is not perfect. She has never claimed to be. Momma has always loved her children unconditionally. My momma has an incredible inner strength. I am so grateful to have her as my MoM.
My mother is also a source of frustration for me. I want so much for her to have the surgery. I want her to get off all the damn medicine she is currently on. My siblings and I are selfish because we want her around forever. The problem is her and her damn comfort zone. At some point, we really need to get her out of it. I will not enable her. She knows I will push her . . . Which is why she will call my siblings. She knows they will give her what she wants. They will not give her what she needs. I have to hand it to her, though. She does not complain too much. She will let us know about her aches and pains, but she tries really hard to not complain. She does not say too much to me. I have been very vocal about not enabling her. I will help her. However, it will be the right way. She just has to WANT the help.
The slacks I wore today are extremely loose in the waist. They were not like that a few weeks ago. This means my waist is shrinking! I was so excited when I buttoned them up and saw all the extra room! The legs (thigh portion) are looser, too! I realize people will not notice until I lose at least 50 pounds and have gone from an 18W to probably a 14 Regular. It would be nice if someone would notice (AKA my spousal unit). A word of encouragement every once in a Great Blue Moon from him would do wonders for my morale. Oh well . . . What can one do when one’s spouse is not overly observant? :-S
I plan to get up early tomorrow to take the dogs for a walk before their doctor’s appointment. I must remember to gather a stool sample to take (which is easy enough as they ALWAYS poo at least once). After we get home, I will still have time to get in a regular workout.