Zoey is one year old!!!! Yay! We celebrated with her of course!
She had cake!
And a steak dinner.
She got a toy and a huge bone as presents! The toy was a hit, the bone was so big that it intimidated her! Hahaha!
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Luckily the cake was a dog cake, so I wasn’t tempted! Although it smelled good and was all human food ingredients to make it, so I should have tasted it!
In the midst of the birthday girl celebrations, I saw a post about a gal I knew from college who passed away. I knew she had been on the hospital but didn’t know why. Curious I looked at her FB feed and saw that someone had mentioned that she had open heart surgery…within the last days of her life. She was my age. How sobering! My age! This is not the first person my age that had had heart surgery in the last few months! When I saw the first one (triple bypass) I was like ‘wow, that’s a wake up call’. That gal survived. This second one didn’t. Another wake up call. And honestly, this second one has scared me!
I fell off the rails about a year ago. I’ve been struggling with my weight. I got back with the exercise in January…and was religious about getting it done every day until June or July. Then I slipped. The last two months have been a free for all. Ok, maybe not that bad. But there was little to no tracking. No exercise. Very few healthy habits. I still thought about wanting to lose though! I just didn’t do anything about it!
The wake up call of this gal that passed away is stuck in my head. I can’t get it out of my head. And you know what? That’s not a bad thing.
I have started to track my food. I’m on day four!
I’ve gotten back to exercising. I have exercised for three days!
Healthy habits…such as water? I’m making an effort to drink more. That is a work in progress…but I’m making steps in the right direction!
