Now I understand

When I lived in Utah, one summer there was this big uproar when a lady was doing yard work in her bikini. (I am pretty sure it was her bikini-it may have been in the buff, which is understandably controversial, but I don't remember for sure.) I just remember hearing it on the news that her neighbors were all in a tizzy because they did not feel that she should be doing that. I think she was told by the police not to and she was interviewed, on the news, etc. Now that I think about it, she may have been nude and was arrested for indecent exposure. She was mad since it was her own property.....my memory is a little fuzzy....

Well, I can now understand....a bit, anyhow. NO, I did NOT do my yard work in a bikini-that would be downright gross, but I do have to confess that when I had been outside for about an hour in 95 degrees and sweat was dripping down my face and my shirt was sweat soaked, I took it off and continued my work in my sports bra and shorts. I felt so much better and worked for almost 2 more hours.

Now you may wonder why I make a point to blog about this. Because it is totally out of the norm for me. I was so worried about the neighbors looking out the window and seeing this fat lady doing work in her bra. I finally decided that I didn't care what anyone thought, and figured that my neighbors on one side are still out of town, and the old guy on the other side probably isn't in the habit of looking out the window to see if I am in my yard.

As for the other neighbors across the way who could maybe see my yard from their upstairs window, I decided WHO CARES?

It was LIBERATING. Not to worry what people thought, I mean. And the bonus was that I felt so much better since I was so freaking hot.

On a side note, I went to WW this morning and have really slid back a lot. I did not want to go, but I need to get back on track. So we are going to do it!! If I seem grumpy to you in the next couple weeks, it will be because I'm hungry. After a few weeks, I'll be ok.

After the enrichment we had this past week, which could be a post on it's own, I realized that I need to take care of myself more-to put more effort into becoming my best. I spend too much time wishing for things that may not be right for me, too much time wishing things were better and not doing anything about it. NOW I need to take control of the things I can. I lost 100 lbs before I got married, so there is NO reason I can't do it again. I will keep telling myself that and get rid of all the excuses.

Wow-nice rant, huh?