herbiehancock

I've been walking on the track at the Y every day now for three weeks.  I've been getting up at 6:00 am every morning so I can fit it into my day.  Getting up early is sometimes a struggle, but I do it anyway because nobody can do this for me.  I've lost a little weight, not much, but a little.  More importantly, though, I feel stronger and have more energy and feel much less stressed than I did before I started. Going there has become pretty much routine in the mornings for me now which is what I hoped for.  I'd much rather be outside walking in the park, but the snow and ice and cold have been relentless this winter, making indoor walking necessary. I don't walk very fast.  In fact, I apparently walk even slower than I realized, or so it seems by all the people who keep whizzing by me as I plod along!  Yes, the twenty somethings and thirty somethings, both male and female zip past me, some walking and some running, as if I am standing still.  Th...

I haven't had you up and dancing for quite a while.  Yes, I know it is all cold and snowy outside, but I'm just going to ignore that for now and dance anyway.   My older son will be here soon, home for a short weekend, and I am mixing up some brownies to put in the oven.  When I'm cooking in the kitchen, I like to put on some music and dance while I am doing it.  It's kind of like that scene in the movie, "The Big Chill"  when the characters dance around the table in the kitchen.  Do you remember that one? The music I'm listening to while I'm dancing isn't the song they had playing, though.  I'm listening to Lou Bega sing "Baby, Keep Smiling."  The lyrics begin with the words, "It's hot outside."  Of course, that couldn't be further from the truth, but it seems like the perfect song to cheer me up when it is cold outside, and I'm stuck inside.  It goes like this. I hope you all are having a good weekend!