Well, my little rainbows, it is Labour Day. You know what that means. Goodbye Summer.
Now, I know that technically, Summer is still on and in full swing until the 21 of this month. (Or is it the 22nd, this year?) But for me, once Labour Day is done, so is Summer. I go into full on Autumn mode. I start dragging out Fall stuff, planning my Fall decor, washing the warmer bedding, (even tho it is still yukky hot, at night lol) going through my little wardrobe, making sure that I have warm to wear. This year, when it gets cold, I will have more warm to wear... Stuff that has been stashed away for a long time because I had grown too fat for it. :D
It is Monsoon weather, today. Humidity blew back in and great rafts of grey clouds keep floating across the sky. But they aren't coming together and I suspect that no storms are in the offing. Which is good, since we need to go walk, later and Husband is freaky about walking in storms.
I don't want to jinx myself but I am a little, no a lot happy at how much better my hips have been feeling, lately. I don't know what I am doing right. But I am not in as much pain and walking is easier. Now, I don't know if this will last or for how long, but you can bet I am incredibly grateful for it, as long as it does.
Food is really good, today. I think I finally have the calories solidly back in my target range. I was a tad freaked out when I was letting them creep up, but it is good to know that when they do, I have the tools and skills to pull them back where they need to be. That feels very much like a "normal" kind of attitude towards food and calorie intake. And it really isn't that Earth shatteringly difficult. I am very pleased that I didn't let myself spiral out of control, start eating like nut and start gaining weight, again. Another hurdle cleared. Not saying here that I will never get out of control or gain any weight, but I think I am getting a good handle on the whole keeping it level concept. :D
Draz, I wasn't trashing myself in that post. I was talking about some inner dialog and the fact that I told it to STFU. :D
Husband wants to go walking earlier. Nuh-uh! No way. No how. Mama doesn't do heat exhaustion. He doesn't like it all that much, but tough shit. This is about what I want, my exercise and he can just suck it up and accept it. He doesn't get to control absolutely everything.