I had a much better day, today. Eating was good, right on track and I ended my day smack dab in the middle of my calorie target range; 1317 calories. I drank just over a gallon of water. Only one glass of Crystal Light. I love my Crystal Light but I think that I was just drinking too much of it. My bod needs water. That was proven, today. Putting that gallon down wasn't all that tough. It was as if my bod said, "Finally! Water! Just water! Woo hoo!" I am finishing my day with two clementines and a big mug of Celestial Seasonings Country Peach Tea. This tea is sooo yummy. If you like peach, I encourage you to try it. It tastes peachy and there is a natural sweetness, too. No sugar, sweetener or honey needed.
I am resolved to go back to what was working so well for me, earlier on. Not looking into the future, not dwelling ont he past. Just keeping my head down and looking at the ground directly in front of me. As Chris pointed out, the past is done. I can't change it. So, I need to just let go of it. The future isn't written. I can control where I go into that future. But, in my case, looking too far ahead freaks me out. So, I am going to KISS (Keep it Simple, Sweetheart) my way along. One step at a time. One day at a time.
Now to get my ass back in gear and out the door and up the road...
Okay, so I am one of those people. You know the people I am talking about. The ones who, when decorating for Christmas or any other occasion, like to hang shit from shit. I am particularly fond of hanging shit from my ceiling fan. As far as I am concerned, ceiling fans were invented to decorate that part of a room. And to be decorated. So, that is what I do. In my case, tinsel hanging from the blades, icicle ornaments hanging from the light and fan chains. Yes, indeedy.
That is what I call a ceiling fan. :D
And, because it makes me giggle, here it is in action:
I admit it. I am easily amused. :P
Okay, I am going to run along and read your blogs, now. Then I am going to get some more water *blurp* and go to bed.