Skip to main content

Day 150: AKA Five Months Baby!

Me today, 10/06/2015 on the trail

Here I am. Five months later!

First of all, I am proud of myself for sticking with this blog! 150 days of daily blogging. I am notorious for starting a project and then getting distracted and starting another project, and the cycle continues!

Secondly, I am proud of myself for sticking to a healthier eating plan. I have not bee perfect, but I have managed to adapt a few habits that I have stuck with.

Third, I am proud of myself for putting exercise up higher on my list of priorities. When I don't actually make it to the trail or gym, or even get calisthenics in at home, I walk faster between students houses, and get off the bus at an earlier stop to get more steps in.

Before I list my before and after stats, I want to say that I am overjoyed that I finally secured health insurance! I am planning on visiting my old doctor here in Portland for a checkup in the next few weeks. I went to my health chart online, and looked at this oldest record they have for me. It was in November of 2011. My weight was 222 pounds! I was taking antidepressants.

Today my weight is 190 pounds. I am on no meds. I do take a vitamin B-complex, a Calcium/Vitamin D supplement and Vitamin C daily.

I eat no wheat (that I am aware of).

I stop eating most evenings by 7:00 p.m.

I try to focus on fresh vegetables, fruits, lean proteins, beans and nuts. I do eat some dairy, mostly in the form of yogurt, cottage cheese and some aged cheeses.

I am proud of myself!

I do need to put more effort into the exercise though.  I knew I would have a difficult time fitting it all in once fall term started. But my energy has been a little low lately. I need to push through!  Also, I did drop the ball on the 5K.  That is still on my bucket list.  The ever lengthening bucket list!

I also want to add, that since I started this blog, our world seems to have gotten more violent and torn in a very short time.  I feel good about my own progress towards physical health. I feel good about spending time with God in prayer.  But I want to start focusing outward.  Not just on my little life, but how I can help others. Especially people that are suffering. And wouldn't it be nice if I could make the world a better place?

I sometimes wonder what would be written on my tombstone.

"Here lies Zita. She was a piano teacher and a mother. She lost a lot of weight!" lol

I would rather have it say. "Here lies Zita. She was a piano teacher and a mother. And she made
the world a better place by ______" (yet to be determined).

OK, without further ado. Today's stats (compared with five months ago)

Stats: May 26, 2015
Weight: 213 lbs
Neck: 15"
Chest: 47"
Waist: 41"
Hips: 48:
Thighs: 23" R, 22.5" L
Biceps: 14" R, 13.5" L

Stats: October 6, 2015 
Weight: 190 lbs.
Neck: 14"
Chest: 43" 
Waist: 38"
Hips: 45:
Thighs: 22.5"
Biceps: 13"

Note: I have a more accurate scale now.  My beginning weight was about 213 pounds, according to the scale at Fred Meyer's.  Four years ago, my weight was 222 at the doctor's office.


And now to hit the trail!
Happy Tuesday! 

ps here is a picture of me about four months ago:


Popular posts from this blog

Year Four, Day 79: My Prayer Hats

January 2, 2019

At my library office.  So many thoughts. Most of which I cannot share publicly.

My son is doing well.  My family is well.  My cough has returned, but I am taking care of it. Mostly with my ginger/lemon/honey tea concoction. Heavy on the ginger, light on the honey.

I have decided I need to be nicer to myself.  Someone has to!

My New Year's Addition this year is simple: "Love myself so I can love others".

I am continuing with all of my additions from the last 8 years, which include exercise, daily bible reading and prayer, daily piano practice, random acts of kindness, healthy eating, drinking oodles of water...

I find I am less likely to fail if I just add good things into my life, rather than resolve to change.

I am not really even concerned about the weight anymore.  My appetite has been rather low. Probably because of stress, worry and this lost sense of smell thing.

I'm o.k. with it.  Everything in moderation. Oh, if I could go back in time and tea…

Year Four, Day 234: 2020: A Mandala and A Prayer

Today is January 3, 2020.  I began writing this post on New Year's Day, but got sidetracked.

Happy New Year! The year 2020 - it sounds most science fiction!
I am sitting at Arby's recovering from New Years Eve overnight with a 2 year-old  I will be going to the gym soon to work off this here beef n' cheddar.

Honestly, this New Year's Eve was probably the most enjoyable and memorable of my life.  We danced, we played "Nay" (Gracie's word for horse), we ordered McDonald's from Uber Eats.  I felt I needed a Diet Coke to make it through the evening. Grace got her first Happy Meal. She immediate took the bun off of her burger and peeled off the cheese before she ate it.  I ordered bottled water and apple slices for her so she didn't get too much junk in her system.

I was supposed to put her in bed at 9:30 p.m. But we were having so much fun!

And she told me "Zma, I'm not tired!"  I didn't want our special evening to dissolve in tears…

Year Four, Day 232: The Untethered Soul and My Awakening

I am on fire.  I woke up at 5:00 a.m. this morning. I felt sad. I felt irritated. I wanted to roll over and get some more sleep. But my eyes were wide open. Almost like they were being help open with invisible tooth picks. I was home alone - the rest of the family had spent the night with other family members.  Honey Dog would need to go out. And I could do my hooping and cleaning without disturbing the rest of the household.

(When my granddaughter is asleep we all tiptoe around, holding our breath, so cherished is her sleep time!)

So I popped up. I felt so much energy.  I didn't even need caffeine. I felt strong. Not stiff and groggy as usual.  Irritable, yes. But otherwise good!

So I cleaned the entire kitchen, made my bed vacuumed, hooped and even practiced some music on the piano I planned on playing for church later.

I still had time to spare, so I decided to sit down and get a dose of Thomas Merton. He has proven to be a soothing balm for me. Like trees.

I pulled YouTube up …