Moving forward

Thank you to all my readers for all the warm wishes during my loss and pain. You don't know how much that truly means to me. It lifts me and renews my hope in that there really are good people out there.

Today I started walking. I decided last night it was time to do something about my weight. I am at my personal limit right now. Im uncomfortable both inside and out. I got out my jogging pants that I haven't had out in months and slipped on a nice comfy sweatshirt, threw on my sunglasses and bounced out the door. The air is cold but after a block I started to warm up and it felt good. I could feel my lungs screaming at me "whaaaaa fresh air!" I screamed back "get used to it!" and moved on. I live in a 'well to do' subdivision and you always see gals like me out walking so I knew I'd fit right in. About half way threw the winding streets I started to feel like I wanted to stop, but I kept going. It felt like I would never get back around to my street. Finally! the home stretch. I had made note of what time I left so I could increase the time I stay out and walk each week. I figure the first week I'll keep it the same and go farther the following week. Jack always says "inch by inch is a cinch", so Im going by that saying.

Jack had to work thismorning and should be home about lunch time. He's taking me out tonight to officially celebrate our anniversary. I'm excited I always love going to the city. Ofcourse he could take me to the dump and I'd be happy. Until we purchased the truck we couldn't get out of town. Speaking of the van, I drove it to the post office yesterday while Jack was at work. It was so bad I wasn't sure it would get me back home. We're going to have a serious talk about whether we should keep it around at all. Im still not convinced it's the transmission, but then I'm not a specialist in that department so what do I know.

well I hear a shower calling me. I love you all and thank you all again for being there for me.

Susan
~peace~