Join me...100 pounds to lose!

Good morning everyone! Wow look at all of these great stories! :bigsmile:

Chellium, that is GREAT about your heart rate! Keep it up! :flowerforyou:

Brenda, I'm so glad you're here. You are the light at the end of our tunnell, and you are definitely an inspiration to us all!

Justcat, WELCOME BACK!! I'm glad your husband is doing better, and you can get back to the old grindstone.

Danielle, I feel you on the I want to get under 200...because SO DO I!!! Some days it looks grim, but I'm gonna make it, and so will you!! Just don't give up, and neither will I. I am at 219, and I want that 19 pounds to leave me and never come back!

We will all get there. In the meantime, add some friends from the group, and don't forget about the wall pushups!

LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!

Good morning!!!!!!! So I had one person (valueme) notice that I messed up on my food diary yesterday! 500 calories of lettuce. :noway: Of course I messed up, so THANK YOU for catching that!!

I wanted to share something with all of you today that doesn't have anything to do with losing weight. It does, however , demonstrate how ONE person can influence someone's life. So NEVER underestimate YOUR power to make or break someone's day. After all we are all here to help each other, which is why I wanted to share this with all of you. Enjoy!:flowerforyou:

The Cab Ride

I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I walked to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned
on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was
covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I
told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'.

'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
through downtown? ''It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.. 'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'll pay for the extra miles. I'm on my way to a hospice'. I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice.. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

'What route would you like me to take?' I asked. For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'. We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse. 'Nothing,' I said You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded. Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.'Thank you.'I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light..

Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life..

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life. We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID ~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.

UGH!!! Today was 'skip the sweets' day and I had an apple and applesauce for b-fast. Already over in my sugar. :indifferent:

Dangit!!


SO DON'T FORGET, TOMORROW IS WEIGH IN DAY!!!!! :huh: GOOD LUCK EVERYONE!!!!:bigsmile:

Hi there,

For a little extra cardio, I have just started walking over my lunch hour. Came back inside feeling the blood flow and feeling great. Will continue to do the elliptical in the evenings after I get the kids to bed. I am just wanting to get a sense of how many of us are doing some weight training? I am not, and don't really want to at this stage of the game, but would like to follow your progress more closely if you are. You just might convince me to change my mind.

I weight train 3x a week just to tone and hopefully prevent some loose skin :noway:

Weight training??? I thought weight lifting was what I was doing every time I stood up. :indifferent: JUST SAYIN...:huh: