Well, it's definitely 'Walk Anywhere You Need to Go Today' Thursday because I am wearing perfectly matched underwear befitting sex or a car wreck. And as I'm not even dating, well, even Jimmy the Greek wouldn't take that action. Then again, maybe I should dash back and shave my legs in either case.
Which makes me think about how I was advised during dating versus now-a-days. Back then it was 'make sure he buys you at least three nice meals before...' Hey, maybe that's part of my weight issue! LOL.
Regardless, I considered it a gift from my underwear Angel because I had a bit of a meltdown yesterday when I endured the day feeling as if my long-line posture bra was trying to strangle me. Now we gals know usually the underwear doesn't shrink. But it had to. My pants, blouses, etc., still fit. EITHER WAY .. as advised by Roth... I am not going to wear clothes that don't fit. I will not shake or squeeze myself into anything. It makes my body rebel.
Insistent I wasn't going to spend another day like yesterday, while dressing this morning I said 'Ok.. Angel... help me pick out some underthings that still make me feel good about myself' and Voila. Everything matched. That rarely happens.
So enough mentioning of the unmentionables. What else is going on?
Your thoughts, comments, sharing, insight, inspiration and empathy on my journal the other day ~ still touching me. I have gone back and reread your gifts more times than you'd believe. Thank you. While I'm sorry so many of you experience the same thing it was comforting to know I'm not completely insane. Just partially. And yeah, I did think of the 'Runaway Bride' scenario but forgot to consider this time my gift instead of task. Yay me.. I get to really discover who I am. I may get a T-Shirt that reads 'yes, at this age, I finally have the time to find myself ... so watch out.' I may start at square one ~ like in First Grade.
During one of my 'extreme, mindless web surfing' sessions the other day I saw an article about Apple Cider Vinegar reducing belly fat and as that seems to be my Achilles abdomen lately for whatever inexplicable reason I thought I'd give it a try as the reports showed true results in blind studies. Sure, there's exercise, but there's also reality with my history that includes 4 previous massive weight losses, age, gravity, and blood sugar issues. What can it hurt, right?
I know 'nothing' is a quick weight loss magic pill. I'm not expecting that I'll have a bikini body or can start eating Ritz Crackers by the sleeve again (that comes to mind because a kid in the shop had one yesterday ... a whole sleeve of them.. and I so wanted to ask for one. Thank you Universe for giving me the maturity to refrain from asking a child for one of her crackers!) But I also liked the many other health benefits listed from helping restore hair growth and making a great bath soak. It reminded me of the health benefits associated with coconut oil.
But in the usual bizarre haphazard way of everything I do .. I just bought a bottle and took a big swig of it last night while cooking dinner. Yes, in my house, with just me, I drink from the bottle, carton, whatever. I'll go back to being polite when I share my space again, okay!
But drinking pure ACV? Wrong. Oh. So. Wrong. It should be diluted.. I read later.. as I was wondering if I was going to hurl. Today I diluted it, am sipping it as I type this, and will concede it's not half bad. It may be an acquired taste like tonic water. When I first began drinking 'that' for my nightly leg cramps it seemed gross too; basically slammed down while I nearly held my nose, like medicine. Now, I enjoy it in a nice wine glass in the evening, like a special beverage.
Interesting massage yesterday. She was really working my shoulders deep - as they are evidently the worst pain I'm carrying. While she did her magic, I tried to work mine with meditation. Some of the time I was so focused on food it was maddening. I lay there, eyes closed, zoning out on the music as if I were in complete savasana (the closest I've been to yoga in a while) but mentally I was thinking about nachos and chinese and burgers, oh my! But nothing really lasts mentally for me during a massage because the deep tissue release always sends other inexplicable memory flashes thru me and I lose my train of thought. People, locations, situations.. all random from years ago .. pop up and I think 'now where in the heck was THAT stored? Why am I thinking of that person that time at that place?'
So after a while mentally sampling the junk food menu I decided to put the time to good use and started trying to get my mind and emotions to work in sync with the physical therapy I was receiving. I decided to conclude this extreme pain I'm in lately is unwanted negativity trapped in my body, like a clogged pipe full of .. well.. you know. And with each pressure, each manipulation of my body, it was being released. To the air, out of my fingertips and the soles of my feet. I began repeating 'out you go .. pain be gone.. out...' like some naked prone Lady MacBeth.
Negative energy is a life force. It hovers and lingers. When I finally turned to supine, it was in the room .. as if it had left my body but wanted to hang around for one last chance. I could feel it. Evil energy. And my spirit sagged.
Usually during this part of the massage we have a short dialogue (I SO love that she's quiet the rest of the time, and she loves that *I* am too!) but I remained quiet and went back to work on my energy. I upped my silent chanting to include 'out of this room, out of this building, out of my life' and truly felt it happen.
And color this complete coincidence or Karma and The Universe colliding but as the massage ended and I dressed we had the most UNEXPECTED thunderstorm burst open dropping inches of water and winds bending the trees you'd ever imagine! It was something straight out of The Witches of East Wick.
The masseuse was so worried about me getting wet. I laughed and took off my beautiful strappy high heeled Italian sandals and dashed to the car barefoot. Yeah, I cared more about my shoes than my hair. LOL.
For the rest of my evening, I made a huge pot of turkey vegetable soup. Played with Mushy. Slept really well. Woke today to sunshine and puttered around with my flowers to the point I thought I'd be late dressing for work hence being so thrilled with my dressing Angel stepping in.
Wishing you all a wonderful day. Thank you for stopping by to visit with me.
Bella
PS... I am considering administering my own challenge for the first time ever. So a short poll here: anyone wanna join it?
