WOMEN AGES 50+ FOR AUGUST 2016

Katla49 wrote: »

janetr7476 wrote: »

Katla First number = sets, second number = repetitions and third number = weight .

Janetr okc

Thanks for your help, Janet. :flowerforyou:
I think this is right:
3 sets of 10 repetitions at 1 pound = 3X10X1. (Next time it will be heavier. Maybe twice as heavy.) :devil:

I know I'm a piker but I have a frozen left shoulder and I'm working to get it unstuck. This is really about as much as I want to do in addition to yoga, which is a lot more strenuous but doesn't focus specifically on my frozen shoulder.

Katla, yep you got it The most important thing of all, is knowing what you are able to do and what you can't. What works for you and what doesn't. It would not be a help for any of us to do something that would do more harm than good to our bodies. Like Barbie said yesterday, the thing that works for one person doesn't work for the other. You have done such a terrific job of maintaining your weight all this time, you obviously know what works for you.

I'm still struggling with what works for me to maintain. I think I rock along well for a while and then get a little over confident and think I've got this and then over eat and/or under exercise and there I go right away moving the wrong direction on the scale. I weigh each morning to keep a handle on it before it gets out of control. I'm still hoping that eventually I will hit a more level routine.

Janetr OKC

Kim - Happy Birthday.

Congrats to all of you with the NSV's and welcome to everyone new. 'bout time to hit the hay

Nitey night friends.

Carey - Northern Alberta

Kylia – Cracker stays pretty close to home and/or us when she is outside. Since we adopted her; she has had 4 accidents/procedures which have caused her to favor her left paw. Vet says she will probably continue it until her 2 middle toenails grow back in fully. I think she knows that ‘whatever’ makes that ‘awful’ sound has to be much bigger and runs in packs, too. She doesn’t scratch at the door unless she ‘thinks’ that ‘maybe we have gone to bed without letting her in’. Definitely scratches (and whine) if the coyotes are baying. She goes outside a lot during the day to play; but, this heat has gotten to her about as bad as it gets to me. I can’t stay outside for more than 15 minutes, unless I am ‘in the pool’. She follows me and lays under the golf cart or under a tree. I have water put out for her that I change every day; but, unless she drinks out of the container, she doesn’t seem to drink much; but, she is funny about eating her food. We put a cup in her dish in the morning; and, maybe by evening … she’s eaten it all. Same thing with her cup in the evening … she might eat it all by the time we put her to bed. If you walk into the kitchen while she is eating, she’s stop. She’ll sit and wait for it to be poured into her dish; but, when you tell her … “OK” … she just looks at you; she’ll get up and come look to see if the dish is full then walks away. Our JRT we had before her … would ‘sit’ and ‘stay’ until we said “OK”, then, she’d go for it. Didn’t matter what we had put down in front of her …. She’d sit forever, if we didn’t tell her ‘OK’. We could even walk away and go around the corner of the deck. She's lay down and sort of crawl closer; but, if we said, 'eh, eh' ... she'd move back and sit down again. She’d shake all over waiting for it. Pets can be pretty temperamental; but, I ‘love’ my little long-legged “Jack Rat”. Soft lamb’s ears and Grinch feet! She can also be a little ‘stubborn’.

What are your ‘girls’? They must be pretty big to have taken on coyotes.


Michele in NC – I would get him to finish teaching me. You never know when a straight shift will be the ‘only’ vehicle to drive in the event of an illness or accident and you might not be able to call for an ambulance … cellphone might not be close enough to a tower. My DDnL#1 doesn’t know how to drive one either. I’m not sure about DDnL#2. Now-a-days they can be such a hassle because there is so much ‘road rage’. I can remember going to ‘art school’ I had a VW that was straight stick. I could change shifts without rolling back, even on big hills; but, one day, going downtown. Every time I stopped, a car behind me would tap me on the bumper. Did this about 3 times; and, then I saw a policeman and parked behind him and told him what he had been doing. He got pulled over for it. Now-a-days you might get shot. I had a woman pull in front of me to get into the turn lane, she was talking to her passenger; had a cigarette in one hand, a drink in the other and 4 children unrestrained in the back seat. She had to have been driving with her knees – or the passenger was driving. That was the last time I had ‘road rage’. I sat down on the horn and she flicked me the birdie finger; and, I pulled over behind her and passed her and flicked a ‘flock’ of them back (which means I ‘waved’ wildly at her) and smiled big as I passed her.


Katla – I hope you have not ‘torn’ your rotator cuff … that is what caused my ‘near’ frozen shoulder (right one) and I am ‘right-handed’ (predominantly). Then I reinjured it and had to have a second surgery to repair a 2nd tear (from a seizure).


Joyce – West-siders … as in “West Side Story”? Or what side of the ‘tracks’ she lives on. That was the determining factor in the small town I grew up in. I think all 3 of us, at some point, in our teens dated boys that a lot of people looked down on because they were considered to live on the ‘wrong side of the tracks’. But, our parents never told us who we could or could not date. I think that was because when my Mother came to the town to go to an ‘all women’s’ teaching college’ … the Dean wrote her Daddy with a list of ‘eligible bachelors’ with the request that he pick 2 names from it that she could date. It pissed him off so bad, that he drove down from Marietta to tell the Dean, that ‘if’ he had agreed to send his 16-year-old daughter off nearly 3 hours away, and he had raised her ‘right’ … she could pick any eligible man to date that she wanted to. I wonder what Pop thought the first time he met my Daddy who was 9 ½ years older. But, he loved him. My in-laws were 9 ½ years apart; and, my DH and I are 9 ½ years apart.

Some of the ‘nicest’ boys I dated were not exactly from the right side of the tract; and, I can remember the only thing our parents saying was … 'be careful because you never know who you’ll fall in love with', then you will marry his entire family. Sometimes they were far more respectful than the ones that were considered from ‘the right families’. I got out of the car of one that my mother and his mother had set up the date; and, started walking home. The same thing happened to my middle sister with his older brother. That was the ‘last time’ my mother got ‘buffaloed’ into making us go out with them … and we never told them why not. Like in all counties in GA; and, I am sure this is true of all counties/parishes in other states. There is the county seat with a lot of little communities in other parts of the county.


Barbie – For whatever reason you had to have a MRI – sure hope you get ‘good results’. I had one in May when I had a wreck; but, was so ‘out of it’ I don’t even remember it or the CT Scan or any x-rays they took of me. I'm pretty sure they sedated me. My DOGD came and took me back home; and, all I remember was her saying, "Nana, I'm going to go pull the car around - they'll bring you to the door to help get you in the car." I don't even remember how I got into my bed at home.


Katla – My Daddy used to say that ‘if you go to the county commissioners’ meetings' that is a good way to find out what is going on in your county. I grew up in a ‘small’ town; but never went to one there because we always ‘knew’ what was going on since Daddy was an attorney. The other places we’ve lived until now have been big cities. I started going to them when we moved here. Found out that they apparently ‘get together ahead of the time’ and already ‘know’ how the vote would go, no matter what the people attending have to say. At that time, the prison camp was in charge of making sure that the dirt roads were kept in passable condition (until the county build a sports park) which gets used by the public school only (at this point) – and that’s about it. It was ‘donated’ by the Head Commissioner; and, if ‘not’ used as intended it will revert back to his family. He was a ‘bully’; a major “B-U-L-L-Y”. I asked for permission to speak/ask a question and he told me ‘if it was about the condition of the road I lived on, then “no”; because I had made the choice to live on a dirt road’. The next meeting … I got stuck in the mud; neighbor came by; but, because he was on his way to a funeral he called another neighbor to come get me out. I walked into the meeting a little late and a couple of guys from a different area of the county had a presentation going with pictures and all sorts of things. I got up and said that our road needed some work; he asked me ‘if I had a presentation’. I said, ‘SURE’! Stomped the mud off my tennis shoes that I had sunk down in the mud until it came into my shoes and up past my ankles, ruining the socks (and the shoes – which were new). That’s my presentation and I took off them off and held them up … I wanted to ‘throw the shoe at him’. Especially, since they spent 3 years leveling off that location (with borrowed machines from other counties and paying a lot for dirt to do it). It was bad because the public school had already had a portion of the land they had built the school on … leveled off for future building for sports … football and baseball and track. They get ‘charged’ to use this sports park. It is known as the ‘paved road to nowhere’. I don’t want our dirt road paved, just want it properly ditched, graded, and packed. They have ‘finally’ purchased a packer; but the “Trustee” of the prison farm (who was the only one who knew what he was doing) decided that it was a good time to ‘run off’ when the Road Crew Manager left him for a little while. Caught him two counties over so now he doesn’t get to get off the farm any longer. Thankfully, this Head Commissioner has ‘retired’ after 40 years ‘in office’. Which was about 38 years too long! Now his son is running for his position. I’m sure that he had been ‘groomed’ as well. If he had lived on the other side of town, then it would probably have benefitted our county more. There were a lot of businesses that would not move here because they could not get any 'breaks' to do so. I think he held our county back from being the 'next' new growth county in these parts. If it did not benefit him in some monetary way ... it wasn't going to get done.

Hope this is not considered ‘too political’ for you. Just the facts; m ’hams, just the facts (or living in a small community).

Lenora

Kate - UK

Home again to help DH with decorating kitchen he is a perfectionist which means cupboards emptied, doors removed so stuff everywhere. Should explain he built all the cupboards himself they were originally varnished pine but now painted white. Maybe should think about getting modern kitchen but he won't hear of it. Fortunately even though he's 75 with arthritic hands and a reduced lung capacity he manages to get things done it just takes a little longer to get started.
Weighed in this morning lost again ( in spite of choccie biccies at DDs maybe because no alcohol either) anyway only 4 lbs off goal will need help and advice re maintaining as I've lost before and put it all back many times in my life. Intending to keep exercising as I now love it have ordered my own kettlebell and cant wait fo it to arrive
Anyway hope you all have a great day and keep on supporting each other

having my second cup of tea, and then walk the boys and stop at the dump and then go feed DFIL and then to work.. will check in later...

Good Morning Lovely Ladies! Caught up for now! Yesterday was a great day. AM Ready for today! Same goals as yesterday.

Lenora- I love the 21 pieces of advice for aging! How inspirational and so the way I think! My girls are Sara- Great White Pyrenees mixed with Golden retriever and Mandy, a sable German Shepard. They are both about 80 #. Both are pound puppies and 8 years old. Mandy was only 10 months old when we got her and well trained. She suffers from anxiety. DH calls her a butt buddy Sara was 2 yrs when we adopted her and hadn't had a home in a long time if ever. Mandy actually housebroke Sara. I did very little. Mandy is the Alpha. Sara is the opposite. Calm and gentle always. She loves being around us and the grands. Mandy will go to her bed if the grands are being rambunctious! Will try to post pic.

Kim from N CA- Sounds like birthday was a success! I still am challenged by the water thing! I read if you are hungry, have water first, wait 10 minutes, if still hungry, then eat.

Cheri- moves have a way of making you realize what you really need/want! I have, for the first time in my life, been in the same place for over 20 years! Helping my mom with moves (she is a Hoarder!) makes me realize how much crap I have collected! I am downsizing. I have stuff in the attic, why? I probably won't ever look at it again up there. My girls don't really want much of it, so why am I keeping it. Good luck with the settling in!

MRSGLT- Great job on dealing with the stresses! Sometimes walking is my best way to destress!

Michele in NC- Yes, riding lawnmowers too. I love all the engines and customers. I know strange, but so cool!

Barbie- Glad MRI is done. They didn't give me any drugs! Claustrophobic with no drugs in MRI! Was insane. I too had to close eyes and concentrate on breathing! I hope it comes out okay.

Time to get ready for work. Make today a great one and remember to smile!


Kylia

Hi all, I relate to Janet OKC post about feeling off and on track and feeling liking I am sliding into overeating or under exercising. Well I am no expert but according to "better than before" understanding whether a little of something is okay or can never be eaten is a part of the journey.
I myself could never abstain from trying new foods or eating a little of something I love (right now it is water ice every nite-hey it is summer!) also, I skip out occasionally from my exercise routine, other people know that even a little sends them right off, I think that is called being an abstainer (Right Barbie?) understanding yourself can help get back on track and say it with me ....don't let the perfect be the enemy of the good

I am going to have to extend my library time for the book, it is super great read. Gretchen Rubin "Better than before", very enlightening but I must admit the olympics have taken up my time at nite so I am only halfway through!
Excited to watch gymnastics tonite --NYKAREN

Good morning!

Barbie, Glad the MRI was manageable. They're pretty intimidating.

Lenora, I loved your story about the road, your tennis shoes, and the mud. I grew up in a rural area in NM, and I vividly remember times I got stuck in mud past my ankles. The worst was being stuck late at night with a church group in a van on an icy and muddy forest road. Of course there were no houses around, no cell phones, nothing. My mother and stepfather came to rescue us. Luckily he knew the forest roads really well or we would have been there all night.

Heather, The picture of your grandchildren is adorable!!

I'm off my plateau, and I've lost 13 lbs since late May. Yesterday I worked and got some exercise (kettle bell + a walk that felt as if it was all uphill, which it couldn't have been, since I went in a big circle. But a solid mile of it was almost all uphill, with a few little dips and no flats. I was exhausted by the end of the day--practically stumbling around in the kitchen when I made dinner.

KarenE

DamitJanit wrote: »

Call me crazy but I love to see other people happy and succeeding .

Lillian, where in the world did you go to get in that many steps? Way to go, my friend.


Myrtle Beach, SC

I am not sure where I am going - I seem to be in a frenzy ..... trying to catch up on all the things I have not done while working...??
I didn't get to the shopping .... I went to my mom's house and gathered up all the towels, blankets and sheets... when a house is closed up it starts to smell, so I brought them all home...made a lot miles as my mom would stash towels all over the place...she told me that "oh the ones in the bottom drawer in the closet in the living room I was going to give dad to use for grease rags... and the ones under the laundry strand ...well they are worn out...