arewethereyet

This weekend, either today or tomorrow, I am walking 10 miles. The plan is to walk to my friend Megan’s house. The question is whether she will be able to come with me, which she wants to do but she has major family obligations that may make it impossible despite our best-laid plans. If Megan can’t come with, I’ve decided to walk to LaGrange, which is 2 or 3 towns away. It’s 5 miles there and 5 miles back. I figure I’ll stop at a coffee shop (oh wait I don’t drink coffee anymore) or something like that for a break and then I’ll walk back home. I’m finding that I need destinations to get me motivated. 10 miles seems like an awful long walk, doesn’t it? The thing that I’m amazed by is that I know I can do it. It’s just going to take some time.

 My phone just rang. My friend Mark is coming by. With his dog. That  means he wants to talk about local politics. Ugh. I was hoping I’d be done with that for the weekend. Well maybe since the dog is here we’ll walk. Walk walk walk. That is my life these days. I think I’m grateful for my vague OCD tendencies right now LOL or I’d never make all this progress.

Saw an old friend (read: ex BF Jack) last night. We hadn’t seen each other in over a year. He thought I looked fabulous - smart man. I told him I’d lost “about 20 pounds” and he said, well it looks like a whole lot more than that to me. He was always attracted to me regardless of my size but it was nice to have him react to me that way. I don’t think I’ll be seeing him very much; we always had a nice time together … easy talk, flirtation, etc … and we did again last night. That said, the magic isn’t what it was. And I want more from my love life.

I best go get dressed (yes I know it’s 1 in the afternoon!) before Mark gets here. Can’t really go walking or politicking in my nightshirt.

I am open to new experiences and proud of who I am today.

Hugs to all, Ellen