Fadedwords

Yesterday I decided I would drive over and see if I could meet up with my former horseback riding instructor, Linda.  I hadn’t seen her in probably four years, and I knew she and her husband had built a house in Maine and were probably going to be spending more time there soon.  She had also sold the barn I rode at for seven years, which was something sad but I knew better for her and John.

So I drove over, first going down to the old barn to see what it looked like.  The person who bought it had painted the front part this bright yellow color… and from the road it looked like she made it into a house.  The rest was virtually the same.  It was sad seeing it changed; I spent hours upon hours at that barn learning about horses and forging some fantastic friendships.

Linda was home, and it was so very good to see her.  She and John had built a wonderful addition on to their kitchen, and also added a great basement room.  Linda and I talked for about two hours before going to the new barn to see Linda’s horses.  While we chatted she let me know that Prima, a horse I had truly loved, passed away on Sunday.  She was over 30, so it was likely her time to go.  It was another sad change.  The new barn was really cute… just enough for her seven guys and one boarder.  She had a new black and white paint that I’m in love with; I always wanted one of those!  Then there were the older guys… horses I’ve ridden and grown up on.  I can’t tell you how good it was to see them.

After the barn we went back to the house and talked for awhile more, and then Lin had to feed and I knew I should get home.  I promised I’d try to come back on a weekend so I could see John, and bring my camera so Linda could see it.   As soon as I got back to the car my cell phone started to vibrate.  I had five voicemails.  Before I even listened, I knew I had messed up.  They were all from Mom; I had been supposed to pick her up from work… and I just didn’t think I had to.  Then the rest were her being worried because I wasn’t answering my phone and she didn’t know where I was.  I hadn’t left a note at the house, because I truly didn’t intend upon being gone for four hours.  I called her and told her where I’d been and assured her I was fine, and then came home feeling like a completely irresponsible and horrible kid.  She forgave me though.

Weight Watchers is going pretty well.  We had a small blip mixing up how many points tortilla lime tilapia was (6, not 3 for the record).  That little mistake made me have to use up some of my weekly points allowance, which isn’t a huge deal.  I’m hoping it doesn’t mess up any progress I would’ve made this week.  So far my biggest trouble area?  I struggle using all of my points every day.  I started with a lot of points… because I’m a fatty, which is great because at least it’s not like “Hey don’t eat anything”.  It’s bad because I’m eating more than I’m used to… I’m just eating things that are actually good for me.  My goal for the rest of the week is to budget the points better and use more during the day so I don’t end up with like 16 to eat between dinner and bedtime.  I need to have more like 14 by dinner time.  That gives me 10 points for dinner and another 4 for a snack after.

I’m interested to see if I lose any this week.  I don’t know if I will and I don’t want to get my hopes up.  I also am just feeling good about changing the way I eat; I know I’m doing the right thing for myself.  I feel really positive about that.  The points thing really works for me, minus the budgeting issue.  Having that framework really helps me see what I need to eat, what I have room for in the day.  I don’t feel deprived in any way.  Weight Watchers food?  It’s really good.  Also, Boca burgers are frigging amazing.  I don’t know if the Weight Watchers place I’m going at home sells things like the one here.  If they don’t I’ll have to have my Mom ship me things.  There are snack bars and smoothies that only the Weight Watchers offices sell.

Alright… enough about Weight Watchers.  It’s time for breakfast!