TKO...

and he's down for the count.


Today begins day 11 of sickness for double digit (Jeffrey's new self-reference since his birthday).  
Doctor says he has bronchitis; actually he just sounds like he coughing up his socks.   


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I'm headed to bed now ... cuz, sometimes the nurse is just as tired as the patient.  


hmmph...  and my head feels like I've been in a boxing match.

HonuGirl

be inspiring ...

No, really I mean "inspiring" not perspiring   -- hmmph!.

If a person calls to "inspire" another, they should know the definition of the word.


Not that I want to second guess whether that individual understands the premise of the word, but in my personal opinion, after a receiving a call to "inspire" – the person called should feel encouraged, enthused or perhaps uplifted and motivated to move forward… not afraid, threatened, worried, and visibly shaken.


Had I not been the person who opened the line of communication for such "inspiration" in the first place, perhaps I'd feel less responsible, angry and irritated by the outcome.



Uhhh, hmmm, nope… I'm quite sure I'd still be grinding down the enamel on my teeth.



Due to the extra emotional distress caused by my belief that 'inspire' has a commonly understood meaning, I suddenly felt the need know whether it means what I think it means; and to be sure I'm not crazy …



So, I checked with a well-studied, commonly accepted to be accurate and very knowledgeable friend to inquire what it means to 'inspire.'


– here's what Merriam-Webster, had to say:


in·spire 

1 a : to influence, move, or guide by divine or supernatural inspiration b : to exert an animating, enlivening, or exalting influence on <was particularly inspired by the Romanticists> c : to spur on : impel, motivate  


Ahh, oh thanks for that clarification.     Guess I'm not crazy after all.   (Hey, no comments from the peanut gallery.)

Aspire  to  I n s p i r e  before you expire!   

Days 5, 6, & finally 7

A little more (or less) about sugar …



Days 5, 6, 7 -- the one week challenge comes to an end.


Day 5 – Valentine's Day!

For most of the day I did quite well; that is, until I was in Mom & Dad's kitchen. That's where the candy calls from the glass jar on the side bar; the brownies whisper with a warm & welcoming smell on the island, and the serious problem was that it was Valentine's Day (and I know there are a gazillion containers of chocolate candies in the cupboard). Besides, does it make any sense at all to NOT have chocolate on this DAY? With a quick check on the "indulgent" list – it was a relief to find that I could have one ounce of dark chocolate (or was that 2?) for dessert. Okay – I fudged it a little and totally blamed it on  Day!



Day 6 – President's Day

Today was a holiday… I didn't go to the office! Instead, to my delight, I woke up at a more leisurely hour and met King G at the gym for a solid workout. It was incredible to see my friend again. We didn't skip a beat – talking, pushing weights, and catching up (a wee bit more complaining from me), the abs – well, I will wait to comment on that. So, about the sugar thing.… think I'm doing pretty well—feels good to me anyway! Food choices were good… until I made cupcakes for Jeffrey's birthday (tomorrow the 16^th). I don't like cake, but I opted to make frosting … and messed it up (umm, yeah, but Sweet-T fixed it for me). That's where I messed up more – I liked the frosting he made (dang good). And then I wished I hadn't =) That's when the boys came home and Jeffrey had a fever of 103. Hmmmph. The rest I don't remember.



Day 7 – Jeffrey's B-day (double digits)

Jeffrey being sick, I worked only a partial day, while Sweet-T stayed with Jeffrey; I can't remember eating, although I'm sure I did. My mother-instincts were on high alert the rest of the day… checking temperature, administering medicine, and trying to make the best of a 10^th birthday for a kiddo who feels rotten. Didn't help that my cupcakes were great (yes, I tried a mini one) … but the boys loved the confetti theme and the one 10 with a single candle to blow out. We cancelled the "friends" part of the evening since Jeffrey wasn't up for that.


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Thus is the end of a seven day challenge. I have to say I did feel better san sugar … I will have to think hard before I completely cut it out of my life. However, it's certainly a culprit for a few things in my health. I will definitely be making some changes… next week!













 

Days 2, 3 and 4 ...

Update, sans sugar …


Day 2 – a stellar Day!!



At the office I had a great day. I accomplished so much. Must have been a result of the extra time I spent in my cube; you could say I was focused … or more truthfully, I am avoiding the Baroness of Sugar, who maintains an office space just around the corner from me. You see, in order to visit the coffee room, restroom, printer, copier, fax machine, and even my mail slot I must walk past her space. She is the keeper of the treats at that corner cube. The good news is, everyone loved my red & pink almond snicker doodles!! Many people stopped by to thank me (I had to take them at their word for their flavorful, delicious, sweetness). For those of you who know my usual lack of self-control for sweet – I must honestly admit – I did NOT cheat.  Hah, fooled yah.

Even during the evening, while I enjoyed conversation and a nice dinner with my BFF – I only had to use to 2 "exceptions" on the sugar options list – I thought that was pretty good, considering. Then we worked out … Day 2 ROCKS!



Day 3 – Friday is a great day!

Nothing special to report at the office; the treat corner had dwindled to cookies that are not tempting, I like coffee with cream (no sugar), and mixed nuts are good snack foods (reminded self often not to eat too many). I visited my dear friend – soon to be moving to Washington, she's selling her house and moving in with her sweetheart. I will miss her bunches. She offered me treats (twice) I was able to resist with ease. Later on Tony & I watched a movie and Day 3 ended with success as well.





Day 4 – Business Symposium (who had time for sugar?)

No cheating necessary. I was alert, focused and enthralled by the speakers during the business training sessions today. I brought lunch from home, and XS drinks were my liquid energy boosted with 4900% of Vitamin B, zero carbs, zero sugar, and few calories – I was awake for many hours of business training as well as my social "what's new" time – what an incredible day!





[ oops – looks like I forgot to post this… ]


 

Day 1 ...

today is the first day of "limited sugar"

If I were to write "first day of no sugar" then my aggressive/defiant self (ADS) would become alert and rather noisy (although ADS is generally silent -- 95% of the time, my passive/compliant self (PCS) is at the ready for well, nothing really) … oh anyway, I’m gona blame King G for this one! 

King sent me to a website for my health (‘cause he’s thoughtful that way) – it was so fitting. Too much so, actually, it was as if the speaker/author/“fitness dude” could see me through the back side of the monitor; dang it!  He called it… nearly every symptom, ailment, and concern I had recently complained about (mostly internally as PCS rules 95%, and what have I to complain about anyway?)

Perhaps… it is the increased percentage of ADS presence that has been tad bit more noticeable as of late … (hey now – don’t think you’ll be getting’ any confessions here, I’m just saying...  maybe I’ve been told to chill-a-tude a little more often than usual).

Stay with me now …

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Day 1 no milk in coffee, means no latte.  No latte means … NO LATTE    auuughhh!!!   What the heck!   Who agreed to this stinkin' deal anyway.

Whoooa!!   Wait, wait … really, what I meant was “I drank tea today, didn’t have any cream to put in my coffee” (milk has hidden – well, it's clearly documented on the nutrition label, but there’s that sugar stuff in there). 

Tonight I baked cookies for the office -- Thursday Treats tomorrow.  Yeah, almond snickerdoodles with pink & red sprinkles for Valentines Day.  .   

Resisting was easier than I thought -- although memory loss may be one of the symptoms on that Dude's list... hmmm.   Well, easy if you call biting my tongue and/or pressing it to the roof of my mouth so no air gets inside.  Holding my breath so as not to 'smell' the cookies as they come out of the oven in their perfect sugar/cinnamon almondy delight -- yeah, THAT was easy [NOT].  But I did it.

As soon as each batch was cool enough I'd count them as I placed each dozen into the ziplock baggie for transport -- kind of therapeutic -- yet, also assurance that  my ADS had not snuck one away from the batch and preyed on it

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It's late now ... tomorrow I will have different sugar woes uh-hmm, sugar cane, uh-oh.   Thus, ends Day 1 -- all cookies accounted for in a bag.  Only one q-tip head size crumb found it's way through pursed lips -- but my tongue felt better when I stopped biting it!!


( ps:   thanks a lot King! )

Honugirl