Each day, from April 2015 through to May, 2016.
Each day, from April 2015 through to May, 2016.
This has been my September. I cannot lie. It’s been hard but the lessons are worth it.
This is making its rounds around Facebook at the moment, but boy is it inspirational and so very true. Well worth sharing with you here if you haven’t seen it yet.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles roll
ed into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full.. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’
The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.The students laughed..
‘Now,’ said the professor as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things—-your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—-and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.. The sand is everything else—-the small stuff.
‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and mow the lawn.
Take care of the golf balls first—-the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked.’ The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.
My darling boys in Albany.
When bad things happen, I have noticed that the first thing that goes out the window is my health. I have been terrible – totally off the plan but the past couple of weeks have been a blur. Colin’s mother has been sick with emphysema for many years now. Living in Albany (about a 5 hour drive from Perth) we regularly went to see her. She accepted me as one of her own and I loved our time together.
A couple of weekends back we went down to see her but she developed a lung infection and we spent the whole day with her in hospital. After 8 hours they managed to clear her and send her back to the nursing home. We said our goodbyes.
The next week we got a call from Colin’s sister who mentioned that Ivy had a fall during the night and broken her hip. She was in the hospital and it was best we come down to see her.
We packed up the car immediately and headed down. It was the longest drive I think I have ever taken. Each minute seemed like an hour. The reports we were getting from the hospital were not good. Because of Ivy’s chronic emphysema there was no way she could be operated on. The options were not good. Six weeks of traction or we make her as comfortable as possible – they didn’t think she had long to live.
We all knew this time would eventually have come, but it was still a shock. We kept a round-the-clock vigil with everyone taking turns to stay with her. We had some incredibly precious moments during this time. She dosed in and out of consciousness. On the third day it looked like she would be OK so we made the decision to return to Perth. Colin was going down to Albany early Saturday morning to see his mum and spend a little more time with her.
In the early hours of Saturday morning we received a call from Colin’s sister letting us know that Ivy had passed away in her sleep.
So now we’re preparing for her funeral. We will drive down to Albany late Thursday night and stay all weekend. Then I’m off to Sydney for the week.
I have no idea where my head’s at, but I’m still here and I’m stilly trying. I guess that counts for something?
Contrary to popular opinion I’m happy to tell you I’m still on track. I really wanted to take some time out, relax with Mr Man and the dogs and spend some time away from the Internet (but not emails unfortunately).
I enjoyed reading all your posts about the ups and downs you faced over the holiday period. So inspirational.
I finally had a drink on the 24th December. That would make it 2 months and 3 days since my last drink. The champagne tasted so good and I savoured every last drop. But I realised something interesting – I become very, very moody when I drink.
Not drinking for a while heightened my level of intoxication and I didn’t like it at all. So now, there is no drinking – not even a sip, before I reach my goal weight of 60kgs to 65kgs (around 140lbs). I had my last weigh-in before Christmas and I’m pleased to tell you that I’m down about 17kgs (37.4lbs). I can really feel the difference.
Mr. Man and I spent the holiday period went swimming and laying in the sun (with copious amounts of sunscreen of course). We went for walks on the beach with our four legged boys and caught up on the all sleep we missed throughout the year. Best of all, I didn’t feel like the fattest person in a room full of people at parties we went to!
Someone recently asked me how I managed to stay so strong over the past couple of months. I didn’t think I had a ‘stay strong system’ as such, it was more a stick to the plan and don’t deviate, even for a bite of food. Thinking about it, I realised I did have a system and it’s all around ‘is this equal to that’.
Let me demonstrate: I am offered a glass of champagne and I really want it. I mean REALLY want it. I then do a few sums in my head that goes something like this:
If the feeling of walking from the sand down to the water in your bathers and not feeling huge and embarrassed about the how much you weigh is EQUAL to the enjoyment of the glass of champagne (that will last for about 5 minutes) then you can have it. Go for it I say to myself. I have not yet found any food or drink that is equal to what I was feeling over the holiday period.
I have my weigh-in on Thursday and I think I have dropped 1kg or so. As long as I have remained steady I will be good to go. And you know what? Even if I haven’t, that will be OK too, because now know that I can do something about it.
Let me also take this opportunity to wish you a very Happy New Year and I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for the inspiration you have given me over 2010.
The one thing I’m looking forward to about losing my excess weight is ‘allowing’ myself to buy one of the ‘dresses of my dreams’. I think this dress, designed by Victoria Beckham is just beautiful. No I don’t want to be skinny like her, but I cannot wait to see my waist again and show off my legs.
This dress will be one of my rewards for all the hard work I am putting in at the moment. I must admit that re-reading the last sentence, I realise that the real reward comes in the form of:
I hope you all had a wonderful weekend. Here’s to nearly 28 days of eating well and not drinking.
Support from friends and family gets me through each day. I was feeling really down last night on the way home and called mum just to hear her voice. She is incredibly supportive of what I’m doing to gain my health back. This morning I found this text on my phone when I got out of the shower. It’s made my day.
I am a very lucky girl for sure.