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Year Three, Day 200: Lethal Weapon II and the Weight Loss Train

I got brave this morning. I stepped on the scale. It wasn't quite as horrible as I had imagined. 184.6 pounds. About 5 pounds heavier than my last weight in.  This is after several months of too much late night eating, too many cheeseburgers (at least I've stuck with my bun ban! I am still gluten free.), and some moments of chocolate and potato chip comfort.

I'm ready to go back to clean eating. Fresh veggies, fruits, no grains except for rice. I just can't manage without my rice cakes!  I'm going to cut back on dairy and stay away from all things fried, processed and sugared!

I would really like to drop about 50 pounds.  I was inspired, strangely enough by a scene from Lethal Weapon II.  Mel Gibson hooks up with an attractive, petite blonde secretary to the South African consulate played by Patsy Kensit.

"Why does she looks so cute?" I asked my daughter. "No obvious makeup, boy haircut, jeans and a t-shirt! If I were to try that look, it simply would not be the same!"

My daughter laughed and said, "It would if you were 110 pounds, Mom!"

"I want to be 110 pounds!", I declared.

My daughter raised an arched eyebrow. "Let's do it!"

So that is my confession. I was motivated to get back on the weight loss train by a love scene from Lethal Weapon II.  All aboard!

I am beginning now. I had hot tea and a banana for breakfast. I am heading out to do my hooping. In the rain. Arrgg. Then, after some piano practice, I am heading out for a healthy lunch - most likely pho - and then the gym before my first student!

I am on a mission!

I had a moment yesterday. OK. I had several. I was tired. Every muscle ached. It was the Baby Gracie workout, I am sure. Last doctor's busy she was 12.5 pounds. I'm guessing she's tipping the scales at 14 pounds now.

But the exhaustion and soreness were nothing compared to my aching heart. All day yesterday, my arms felt empty. I longed to hold my plump, beautiful grandbaby in my arms!

My moments were with piano students.  Since I was tired and in pain, I was not as energetic as usual. Luckily we are in recital preparation mode. I sat back after visiting with each student about their week, and asked them to play for me. Then we talked about what was good and what they needed to improve.  I was so moved by how musical my students are. And how insightful!

The highlight was my last student of the evening, "L".  He was so excited to show me a piece of music he had found and learned on his own this week!  It's called "Faded".

He played it so beautifully, from his soul. I just sat back mesmerized. I told him I could tell he liked this piece. That I had goosebumps becaused he played it with such feeling.  I told him I was so thrilled that he found it and learned it on his own. And that he should definitely include this piece in the recital (he is playing three pieces!)

He looked at me and said, "You taught me to read music. Now I can find sheet music and teach myself. I practiced three hours one day last week!"

I must be doing something right.

Now to go forth and start to demolish 40 pounds.  I am my own lethal weapon!

Happy Tuesday!

Talk to you tomorrow.

Love,

Zita

P.S. Here is today's hooping video. Day 163! :)



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