Saturday, February 3, 2018

I'm being stalked

It's the first weekend of our FFF goal achieving event and I've taken the world by storm.  My Fitbit is programmed and ready to track my steps (goal of 50,000 per week) and my new MP3 player is loaded with my all time favorite motivational tunes.  I've got friends and a trainer lined up to get and keep me at the gym three times per week.  I have a fridge full of healthy food and a Green Smoothie recipe book on my counter (lose 11-16 pounds in a year). I have a box of photos and memorabilia on the kitchen table to begin the de-clutter goal with a pile of interesting memories. AND, I've promised myself to start writing, with a fellow blogger on board to read a chapter a week and hold me accountable. With one foot in front of the other, I made my way out the door.
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It was a cold, crisp afternoon with bright patches of sunlight dancing on thick green grass at the local park.  Ed Sheeran's Thinking Out Loud filled my ears as I marched along the sidewalk, determined to hit 10,000 steps and send my Fitbit into an orgasmic spell; flashing, vibrating, and erupting in celebration of one goal met.  With each step, my mind envisioned Eric coming home to a stronger, thinner, healthier wife and I calculated the next post I would share with my participating blog friends as well as those in the cheerleader role.  Suddenly, the music changed, as though a DJ was mixing in a sloppy transition to the next track.  Confused, I popped an ear bud out and looked to see where this nursery school version of All Around the Mulberry Bush was coming from.

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There, at the far side of the parking lot, a bright red squarish van covered with 4 foot wrap around stickers of every kind of ice cream known to man was perched, waiting like a bug trap on a summer evening in the south.  Small kids and their parents scrambled to get to the truck, dollars in hand, yelling out orders for rocket pops, ice cream sandwiches, or my childhood favorite, fudgcicles. I smiled, turned the corner with a head full of memories of back in the day when the ice cream truck visited my neighborhood, and continued on my walk.

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About ten minutes in, the cheerful hum of another nursery tune came sneaking up behind me, creeping along in slow motion, beckoning me.  I turned down a side street and thought nothing more of it until, you guessed it, the darn truck turned the corner as well.  Picking up my pace, I scooted down another block and made a quick left to escape temptation.  Sure enough, blatantly obvious, it took the same turn and catching up to me, rode steadily beside me, in time with my feet.  I knew I couldn't outrun it so I purposely slowed way down until the driver gave up and moved on.  I breathed a sigh of relief as the road curved ahead and the vision of sweet cold dairy delights vanished out of view.

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Eventually, I hit the turn and there, at the end of the block, nestled in a cul-de-sac, it sat. Waiting. Like a crocodile in the swamp or a shark in the ocean.  I panicked.  There was nowhere to run.  My only choice was to turn back.  I made it home with 7200 steps recorded but I escaped the stalker without giving in.  Perhaps this weekend I'll invest in a set of blinders like horses wear and some ear plugs to keep me safe from the red devil truck.

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Home again, I sifted through some email only to find a list of absurd demands from my boss and suddenly the ice cream truck seemed like a good option.  Geez.  Way to test me on the first day of getting on track! The guy won't give me a break, and I don't mean time off.  I just mean to do the job I was hired to do. He's got me running all over the place and there is no rhyme or reason to what he demands. Eric is back in two weeks. He's all spun up because of his client and I'm still wound up because of my boss.

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"SPANK ME!"  I say to him every night.  "I SO NEED TO SPANK YOU," he says to me every night.  Thank goodness we found something that helps us both manage stress!

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Time for more steps!

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Amy

22 comments:

  1. Oh, my not sure I could have been as strong as you were...ice cream is always calling my name...Love the way you wrote this, and hurrah for you...great job on the number of steps...you've got this girl...but maybe find a route where the ice cream truck is not....
    hugs abby

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    1. Good point. It's dark and cold right now but I'm just 800 steps away from 10,000. Bet if I go out now, that darn ice cream truck will be nowhere in site!
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  2. LOL! Well you did it. You passed the test. Pfft the rest will be a (oh dear I was going to write piece of cake, but that doesn't seem right..LOL)....um, easier!

    Keep up the good work!
    willie

    Ps, so envious you have green on the ground and not white!

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    1. Hahaha... piece of cake. A cruel phrase!
      Not sure what to make of the last few days. Been
      freezing when the sun is down but rather nice during the day. Almost too nice. Think the plants might be misreading this as Spring.
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  3. Oh not good having that stalker following you Amy. We used to tell our kids if the music's playing they're out of ice cream. Maybe next time you could convince yourself that and keep plodding along. Well done though on your 7200 steps, that's wonderful.
    Keep up the awesome works.
    Hugs Lindy xx

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    1. That is the funniest thing I've ever heard, Lindy. Your kids must wonder why the ice cream truck always ran out before it got to your block!
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  4. That truck driver is devious! Great job resisting temptation!

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  5. I'm so laughing at this post. i'm sorry, i couldn't help it. it was hilarious. but SO SO SO proud of you for turning around and escaping the cruel jaws of temptation!

    i'm sure it'll get easier. it did for me. once i started NOT having so much sugar, i think my body started rejecting it, and then my mind just got turned off every time I thought of having a plate of spaghetti or noodles.

    You can do this! We're all here for you!

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    1. Mmmm. Sugar. Mmmmm. Spaghetti or noodles. Yikes! I guess my mind hasn't turned off to those ideas yet.

      Thanks again for starting this. There are quite a few participants and cheerleaders out there!

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  6. Hi Amy, well done for beating temptation! It will get easier, once you start losing weight you will find it easier to resist!
    Hope the work situation improves too.
    love Jan, xx

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    1. Thank you Jan. Yes, the work situation is worse than the ice cream truck and other temptations because it stresses me out and then I want to eat my misery away. I bought a bag of individually wrapped chocolate squares. Thought I would work on NOT binge eating by having one a day. I got really really dark chocolate too. Has surprisingly low sugar!
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  7. Hi, Amy,

    What a delightful description of your adventures today! So glad I found you (thanks, Fondles) and looking forward to reading more!

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    1. Why thank you, Olivia! I've added you to my Blog List so we can all follow along on your adventures too.
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  8. Cracking me up! I loved your description of your walk being stalked. Good job staying on task. I so would have caved.

    --Baker

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    1. The part I didn't mention and probably the main reason I didn't give in... I had no cash on me. Thank goodness! Lesson learned. Never carry cash because the ice cream truck will find you.

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  9. Wow, I wish I was as committed as you are! Kudos to you!
    Keep at it- you've got this!!

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    1. My husband is home in 13 days and he's been gone for an eternity. My drive is in getting strong and healthy for his return. His last night in town I was still very sick with a horrible cold. The new me will be night and day from what he remembers!
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  10. This was really cute! Good for you for staying on task, and for being so organized with your goals. Before you know it Eric will be back and you’ll be feeling so good about all of this healthy living you’ve been doing. It’s fantastic!

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    1. Really good timing, right? It's pretty exciting - having a plan and a bunch of Blog Friends to play along as participants or cheerleaders. :)
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  11. Love this story of temptation and victory, Amy. Good for you. This weekend was not good for me, so I am redoubling my efforts this morning.

    Congrats,
    Ella

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    1. Good morning Ella! A bad weekend just makes it easier to have a successful week. You've got nowhere to go but up so enjoy heading UP!!
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