Moving on.

I do not find encouragement

In a place of guilt.

I find it in some thankfulness

However the scale will tilt.

 

The number there is just a tool—

I’m so much more than that.

I’m thankful to know just what to do

If I’m skinny or if I feel fat!

 

When I pay attention to what I eat

And how my mind is feeling

I can take control over sugar’s blow

Instead of simply reeling.

 

Il track my moods and eat good foods

I am strong and will not wilt.

I move on from the scale.

Encouraged—not a fail.

Thankful–not filled with guilt!

 

I’m still working on this concept.

It has taken me many a year.

I’ve had some slips

And things pad my hips

That could cause me to shed a tear.

 

But I feel like I’ve turned a corner.

I’m finding more e’en to cheer.

This way to cope

Tends more to hope

Instead of to guilt and fear!

 

So Hip, hips away!

It’s Saturday!

I’m so glad to have a plan!

I’m going to do

My best (you can, too)!

With a thankful spirit, we can!

 

I’ve been working my tool of creative writing on the Weight Watchers Connect site. It’s not my favorite place to write. But I’m making it work for me. I’m in a mode (but I don’t have a code) of rhyming poetry.

Retirement is a huge change. It’s not bad. Parts of it are great. We’ve skied eleven times this season with our Max Passes. The weather looks favorable for more. And Maureen’s happy about that! The biggest help I’ve had with the changes of retirement is accepting that they don’t have to be figured out all at once. We’re exploring what works. And enjoying the ride most of the time.

My book talk went very well. I’ll like to do more of them, but I have to figure out how to drum up interest. There were seventeen people who showed up and were engaged in listening and asking questions. Perhaps I had the right ring about me.

I’ll write more when I can. The above poem is one that came to me when I was thinking about discouragement. I found it more helpful to think about encouragement and I’m thankful that happened!

My I’m Possible Journey continues. I am thankful for all the help along the way. Thanks for being here.

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May I have this stance?

May I have this stance?

I’d have posted a wonderful post

That was just a bit longer than most

But I dumped the whole schtick with the merest of flick

And now I have nothing to boast.

I was writing on my phone about the ski lesson we had at Schweitzer Mountain last month. Stance, and linking turns on the edges, and holding the poles in a more athletic way. I had so many parallels to my sugar addiction journey and tracking that I felt like a program on the psychology of weight loss should include alpine ski lessons. Sort of.

But I was typing on my phone and I messed up. It did save my title and the picture. I was telling a friend about the title and the turn of events and she said she said it sounded like circumstance. And maybe a little pomp.

Anyway, I’ll try to recapture the excitement of ski lessons and sugar addiction lessons another time. Right now, I’m going to add a link to my book. Because that’s part of my stance. I was reading it on Monday and it really helped me through a tricky curve in the day.

If you’re curious and want to order it (The I’m Possible Journey: Living with Sugar Addiction) check out the sales rank on Amazon before you do. Then check it after. You can do big things with the click of an order! Amazon raised the price last week and then put it back down this week. I think it’s 40% off. I have no power over their pricing and it doesn’t affect the small royalty I get eventually. If you do buy it, let me know what you think. Or rate it on Amazon! Thanks for reading.

I have access to my desktop and easier posting for a few days. But right now, I have other things I must do.

Oh, wait. The first line of my introductory poem is my nod to the I’ds of March. Moving on.