Lent, Day 28: The Good, The Bad, the Ugly…

Actually, today was more good than bad or ugly, but right now I REALLY don’t feel like walking.  I’m not even sure why, to tell you the truth.  I got the kids to bed early and I came down to walk by 8:30, which is really early for me.   I don’t know why that would make much of a difference, honestly, but I find myself glancing at the timer a lot more tonight than I have recently.

Lent, Day 27: Spa in Sight…

You know, yesterday I meant to elaborate on this in the Weight Check post for this week, and realize I never did.

I’m with 10 pounds of my Spa Goal!

Lent, Day 14: Contemplating a Gym

Facebook, as it turns out, is an amazing invention.  I’d gotten an account about …a year ago?  Probably more, actually.  Younger players from NarniaMUCK encouraged me to get one because they’d started a Facebook group called NarniaMUCKers Anonymous and they felt I needed to be there.  At the time, I regarded Facebook as ‘one of those kid things’, and so my attitude as I set up the account was concilliatory but not enthusiastic.  I certainly had enough to do online that I didn’t need one more thing.

Of course, then Facebook went all GenX and even Baby Boomer on us, and here we are.   Vast numbers of friends and acquaintances from high school and college have now turned up there, and between that and the various (and silly) ‘apps’ they have, I find myself drifting there more often than not.  In fact, nowadays, I’m devoting the time there I used to channel into NarniaMUCK, and I feel a little guilty about that. :/

But that was not where I was going with this.  Let me get back on track:

Lent, Day 5: Prone Position

Okay, so after church this morning, I found myself trying to decide what to wear for the day.  I am now finding that my whole wardrobe is becoming a source of concern, because literally 90% of what exists in my closet is just too darned big now.   I can still wear my shirts, obviously, but I’ve grown a little picky now.   Now that I have a waist again, I’m sort of loathe to hide it with a big, baggy shirt.

This led me to contemplate those size 16 jeans again.  I got them out and put them on, and did the lie-on-the-bed thing to get them fastened.  Not surprisingly, in that position I could fasten them easily.  I wasn’t too keen on the resulting roll of tummy that this produced above the waistband, but at least the jeans weren’t uncomfortable once I had them on.

I proceeded to wear them for the rest of the day.  Within an hour they were really comfortable.