Working on myself

No dates in the near future. Or the far future. So my friend gave me the advice you give to your pathetic friends- "you can use this time to work on you". OK, the pathetic part might just be me. So this is how I'm working on me.

Using RunDouble, I can run for 20 entire minutes (all at one time). In my snail's pace, that means I can run 1.24 miles. All. At. One. Time. I know I am far from 5K hopes. But I am signing up for a 5K in May. And my goal is to run/jog/not walk the entire time. Or die, I don't want to walk during the race or die. I like to set my goals high. The good news is, I'm still going. And I'm lapping everyone sitting on their couch.

By sticking to my points plus each week, I have lost almost 23 pounds. When you get to 22.8, I feel entitled to say 23. Realize, when I talk about my points for the week, I'm not really counting accurately. I don't count the extra 49 points they give you. (Imagine if I did-I would prove Weight Watchers wrong!) I figure by not using them, it accounts for the times I sneak something or lose my mind completely and inhale half a pack of Oreos before regaining consciousness. But I wouldn't know anything about that. Or about trying to calculate the points of an Oreo, then judge they are too many points to be worth putting in little baggies.

Donating platelets is something I've done dozens of times. I've donated (platelets and whole blood) enough times that I got my 10 gallon pin earlier this year. They are always excited to see me, I get a snack, sometimes I get to watch a movie- it's better than a lot of dates I've been on. Getting light headed, breaking out in a drenching, cold sweat and not remembering things clearly was not part of my plan on Saturday. I was in the last 90 seconds of a process that takes about an hour and fifteen minutes. Seriously, 90 seconds. I remember telling David that I was feeling light headed. That was it. Then I remember three people standing over me, tell me to cough. Not in a 'turn your head and cough', but because coughing helps to get your blood pressure up. I missed the part when they took the needle out, turned off the heating pad, tilting my chair, or the first eight times they asked me to cough. I do get the memory of David having to mop off my forehead. Oh, the humiliation. Community service feels so good.

Next is a Pampered Chef party. I'm showing off Loaded Baked Potato Chowder. It's delicious, cheesy, comforting and something that probably wrecks my points. For the week. Maybe the month. I also want to plan stamping projects. But that will take a bit more time and resolve. Mostly, the time and resolve is for cleaning my stamp room first, then working on projects. But I've been thinking that same thought for at least a month. Like I said, I like to set my goals high.