Time has come

Today was, as you well know, an historical day. It is much bigger than any words that I can write.

Today the pride I have always had for this country was, once again, justified. What I have always loved most was not what the country was, but what it could be. What the founding fathers, despite all their failings, envisioned.

Today we showed the world that we are what they once thought us to be. A place where anything is possible. A place that truly believes all men are created equal. A place where, though we are many, we are one.

I have many thoughts about why this particular man was able to do this at this particular time, but that can wait for another day. Today I just want to be proud.

Keeping Going

I went walking (with weights) again tonight. I didn't want to go, but I did it anyway. I am so glad I did. Once I got into a rhythm it wasn't bad at all. In fact it was fun. And relaxing. It was kind of like meditating. I am looking forward to doing it again tomorrow.

I am hoping that this exercise thing we allow me to gain control of at least one aspect of my life. I desperately need that feeling of control somewhere. Concerns about my mother,finances, and "my place in the world" have been dragging me down. When I feel better about myself physically I will be better able to deal with all that other stuff, right?

Keeping With It

I decided to start getting in better shape. I am tried of feeling weighed down. By most standards I am not a heavy person but I just don't like how I feel.

I LOVE to eat! Make that L-O-V-E to eat. For the most part I eat pretty healthfully, but I am not one to deny myself so the weight loss (or rather better fitness) is not going to come from any big changes in my diet. That means getting a move on. I already walk about 10 miles a week to and from work. That's not counting the walking I do at work. But its not enough. So I bought some hand weights and some new shoes. So far so good. I am hoping this blog will keep me accountable. Maybe I will even buy a swimsuit this summer!

Happy New Year's

Good riddance to 2008. What a stinker of a year. Some good things did happen -- I reconnected with some old friends, I started to get a bit more organized , and Bill and I realized we can survive just about anything. But all, in all, I am happy the year is over.

I have high hopes for '09. Although some issues with my mom are making me wonder. I am trying not to overreact. I am hoping its something as simple as medication. This was the case in the past. But I can't get the "A" word out of my mind. A discussion with my cousin got me started. By all accounts she, too, is an "overreactor." A family trait.

Are optimism and concern compatible? In a fresh new year they are.