Blessed Relief

The long-promised cold front finally blew in this afternoon bringing a torrential thunder storm and a 27 degree drop in the temperature!  It feels so good that I almost don't even care that I was in the line at Safeway with a full cart of groceries when the rain let loose.  Picture me dashing out to my car (virtuously parked at the far end of the lot from the door) with a hastily contrived  plastic bag rain hat, complete with the Safeway logo.  LOL  It reminds me of the funny little fan shaped plastic rain hats that my mother used to keep, always, in her purse--I used to make fun of her, but I'm older and wiser now and I just got my hair beautified yesterday.

B, J, and E trying to beat the heat in a little back yard pool.  At least I thought it was a little pool until I had to blow it up.  I think the 40 minutes I spent blowing into that thing must be worth several hundred calories.  LOL

My Splenda Reduction campaign is going well.  I'm opting to put both of my two daily alloted packets on my morning cereal.  It's okay that way and I may cut down to one packet in a few days.  I don't like unsweetened coffee, so I'm going without now. It's interesting how many people offered me coffee today.  Two different friends suggested we get coffee after church and  DH had made me a gorgeous glass of iced coffee (doctored with a few packets of splenda) which I had to turn down.   Not a great hardship; I usually only drink it two or three times a week and I've always preferred coffee ice cream to real coffee!

Our thermometer reached 105 yesterday--that's hot HUMID 105, not the dry 105.  I basically stayed inside all day.  I thought about running early, and even set my alarm, but the thermometer was up to 89 at 6 am and I decided to skip the run.  I ended up not doing any exercise--the first day since June 5 that I've not exercised.  I missed it.  I don't want to make a habit of skipping, but I'm not going to obsess about it either.  Today I got up early and ran for 30 minutes before church.

I've been fighting Mr. Munch today.  I thought I'd kicked him to the curb, but he must have blown in with the storm.  The damage is one 3.5 oz dark chocolate & hazelnut bar--eaten half-soaked in the car on my way home from the storm.  It was good, but it's behind me now.  Pan seared scallops with mango-avocado salsa, petite peas, and couscous are on the menu tonight.  I think we'll eat early.  DH took B (our visiting 8 yr old grandson) to the movies to see Toy Story 3 this afternoon.  He had a coupon for a free movie popcorn & drink, so I imagine B won't be too hungry.  DH, going on 2 years at his WW lifetime goal weight, won't indulge in movie munchies and will be very hungry.

Do you remember Lot?  And specifically Lot's wife?  She's the one who was being hustled away from her home in the sin-ridden city of Sodom and Gomorra, but she looked back once too often at her comfortable home and was turned into a pillar of salt.  I sympathize with her.  I think of my former way of living and know that it wasn't healthy, but, once in a while, I remember waking up to pancakes and syrup with a big glass of OJ and no run through the sweltering heat in sight.   Now I don't want to go back there, but sometimes . . .  I'm just saying.

Now, so you don't think I'm going to turn into a pillar of salt, I'll give you FIVE reasons I like living  (and eating) just the way I am:

1.  It so much easier to get out of my hot sweaty sports bra  now.  

There were times when I seriously thought I'd have to call for help.

2.  Today I ducked out of my shower to make sure J. was getting ready for church.  My bath towel wrapped nicely around my body without leaving any gaps.  (You know what I mean!)

3.  I like being able to say that I run 12-15 miles per week.

4.  Clothes shopping is so much easier.

5.  I love cooking great, healthy, delicious meals for myself and for my family.

Leave a comment and tell me one reason why you'll never go back to the "bad old days."