breaking barriers

Wow!  Another milestone.  Forgive me for crowing; this is the result of a lot of effort. 

For the first time in I-don’t-know-how-many years, I have broken the magic number of 14# pounds.  I weighed in this morning at 139.5 pounds.

Tomorrow it might be back to 140, but never mind.  As long as I continue my regime, I know the number will continue to go down.

When I grow physically tired and mentally weary, I indulge in a treat.  Perhaps an evening of air-popped corn and a light beer with a movie, or a yummy chocolate covered yogurt pop.  I have begun to once again indulge in Oxxo coffee [this is a chain like 7 Eleven].  They have these machines set up to dispense different flavors of Andatti coffee.  I have tried the ones found at gas stations in the States, but the latter are putrid with thickeners and too much sugar.  Here in Mexico I enjoy a cinnamon cappuccino for the sugar hit it gives me.  I have read somewhere on the internet that these have 80 calories a cup; I have a double cup, twice a week or when the need arises for a pick-me-up.

On Sunday, two days ago, I took a trip to Durango to pick up the kitchen sink I ordered, and to try to find some more decent protein powder.  I indulged myself in buying a few bottles of wine, one of each color.  This will be another of these rare indulgences/rewards.

I have been too lazy to go to the butcher to buy chicken or beef, so I have been relying on canned tuna fish in my salad for animal protein.  Rarely, I will buy half a barbecued chicken at one of the many rotisserie shops here, but its cost is an extravagance.

I am still not satisfied that I have a waist, so I will continue on.  Perhaps when I reach 135 I can stop?  Better yet, because I know that once I level off and return to strict maintenance I am likely to gain a pound or two, my goal should be 130.

I am lax about the gym.  I do go three times a week, but I push to stretch the time out to 30 minutes.  My shoulder is still hurting, so I am limited to the upper body work I can do.

I am working on a garden at my country house, but never more than 2 hours at a stretch.  Today I tried to go out there on the bus, planning to walk the five miles back after gardening.  This time the bus driver did not allow me to board with the dog.  I tried hitchiking for a while, but none of my neighbors passed, so I gave up.  I will try to arrange getting a ride in with Juan tomorrow morning.

I am going for physical therapy, but I do not think the results will be positive.  I continue to search for someone who knows how to apply magnets, or else acupuncture.

Again, please forgive me for making a big deal out of this.  I still have a lot of hard work in front of me, so it is not like I can celebrate completion of this project, yet.  I am just saying, Man! Does this feel good.