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Summer Vibes


Remember staring at clouds as a kid and trying to make things out of their particular shapes..a bunny, a horse running with a hat on, etc? I took a moment to do that and it was very peaceful.
I decided yesterday to grab a little slice of summer and picked up a big watermelon, hot dogs with REAL buns and some sherbet. I don't know when the last time was I enjoyed ANY of these things. I might be most excited about REAL buns that are not gluten free, tasteless dry things...and hot dogs that are not turkey. Not that I want to know what they really are. I don't eat these things any more but wanted to share a slice of Summer with my family. So today-social distance picnic at my Mom's pretending it's a normal Summer Day..sorta
My blog yesterday alluded to "loose" fitting undies and I should have heeded the foreboding words and changed undies before my walk. Two minutes into my walk they just started falling off and I had to backtrack and change into tighter ones. 😂 How's that for working your butt off? All the ladies in my Metabolic Renewal group got a chuckle out of that. But proof... The weight is slowly but surely getting dropped. I took photos yesterday in my underwear. We are supposed to do this so we can see all the changes as we go through our program. Oof Halloween city! Nothing like a scary photo of your body not where it should be to renew your decision to keep doing the work. I really have learned to just be compassionate with my body though, as floppy as it is...it's kicked Covid, put up with years of torturous Endometriosis, had a back injury and pushed through, fought off pneumonia several times, etc...my body is a warrior and now I should honor it by taking care of it the best I can.

Did four dedicated miles yesterday and probably more because I went out to play disc golf and walked, fetched, crouched a million times to pick up discs... That's a workout in itself!
 

Disc golf!

It was nice getting out into the sunshine and getting some playtime. I think a great part of strengthening your mental health during this pandemic is exercising, going outside for walks, moving your body, making yourself as fit as possible. Playing does wonders for you.
I hope everyone can enjoy a little slice of summer safely and not feel like things were stolen from them. Make it happen creatively as we weather the storm.

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