Nobody panic. I’m suffering (as dramatically as possible) from a garden variety head and chest cold–not the dreaded E-virus. (Thank heaven.) Reports of my imminent demise have been greatly exaggerated.
In order to prevent my own personal pandemic (Spokandemic?), I’m staying home from Weight Watchers today–with considerable regret, I might add. You see, I’ve finally broken through that darned plateau I’ve been grousing about for a while now. Yep. The scale is moving again, and in the right direction this time. What made the difference? Truthfully, I’m not sure. (But I’m not giving this virus any credit, period). I upped my water consumption, took a closer look at my portion sizes (tracking what I eat is one of the most powerful tools I’ve found), cut my exercise back from one hour to thirty minutes, and added in some light hand weights. Basically, my take on the situation is: now that I’ve lost a major chunk of weight, the process has slowed down, which is normal, and a little less food is in order. Although I may add more exercise later on, it would be something different, and in split sessions instead of all at once. Several of you, including Karen Cotton, suggested varying the workout, even in small ways–thanks for that; it does seem to be helping.
OK, so, once again, the internet ate part of my original blog. And thanks to this cold, I pretty much have no idea what I said.
I will, however, address the wolf story. 🙂 A wise Native American man told his grandson that there were two wolves inside him, always engaged in mortal combat, one good, one bad. The good one would, of course, promote kindness, integrity, courage, etc. The bad one, as you might expect, represented the opposite aspects of human nature, like greed and cowardice and meanness. The worried little boy asked, “Which wolf will win?” And the grandfather replied, “The one you feed.”
Pretty smart grandpa.
About Linda
The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is a #1 New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels, most of which reflect her love of the West.
Raised in Northport, Washington, Linda pursued her wanderlust, living in London and Arizona and traveling the world before returning to the state of her birth to settle down on a horse property outside Spokane.
