Well, for some reason I didn't lose any weight this week. I ate really well (in calorie range) and was active. The only thing I didn’t do was have one BIG calorie-burning day. Like a 1500+ calories hike or bike ride. Oh well. I’m comfortably down three pants sizes, and even those are kind of loosish. I am NOT going to get all upset about no weight loss. I’m NOT! I’m just going to 
keep doing what I’m doing and hope more comes off next week. And I'm posting this pic of me to remind myself that all this dedication to getting healthy is paying off by being able to have fun doing cool stuff (even if I do still have pockets of fat all over my body). But, I’d love to be down another size by the time I go see my son and Carlos at the end of the month.
I’ve been going to strength training classes twice a week. Dallas teaches the one on Tuesday mornings and she really pushes us. I’ll try to remember to take a pic of her. She makes me laugh, calls it “Happy Hour” while she is having us add “pulses” just when we think we’re done with a set.
Also moved on to week three of my C25K plan. Well, actually I took it a little farther the first day, jogging 3, walking 3 the whole time. But then yesterday I did what was recommended. 90/90, then 3/3 and then repeat. It wasn’t really too hard, and my heart rate stayed where it was supposed to for the most part. Progress. This getting old thing sucks. Everything takes longer. But, I’m really thankful for all the progress I’ve made so far. And how happy and healthy I feel.
I didn’t go on any bike rides yet. I’ve got this cold sore on my lip from the sun. I know, Ewwwww! So except for my one fun adventure last Thursday, I’ve been trying to stay out of the sun. Good thing, too, since there was a shark sighted at Kalama’s on Saturday, who was described as “acting aggressively.” No details, so not sure what it was doing. Nobody got attacked, and they can’t growl, so maybe it was baring it’s teeth? Or teasing swimmers by swimming up really fast, then turning away at the last moment? Just kidding. I don’t think sharks have much of a sense of humor. In fact, I know they don’t. I started writing this post yesterday, and before I finished it, there’s been an actual attack. Not at “my” beach, but up the coast aways, at K’a’a’awa. But in the general oceanic neighborhood. Sheesh
. Now I don’t know what to do. As many of you know, bodyboarding is my “go to” exercise, the one I love the most. Have to do some thinking about this.
Okay, on to the adventure. My friend Ann (there she is getting ready, with my bodyboard and bag next to her) and I went out to Goat Island last Thursday. I lived on that bay almost 30 years ago, but had never gone out there. I guess because there was such good bodyboarding right in front of our house and we had an acre and a half. Anyways…we swam ourselves and our stuff out there, had a picnic, swam in this little bay, walked around the island, and just felt grateful for living where we do.
We found a bunch of beautiful shells, more than either of us had seen in years. We had the island to ourselves except for this poor turtle we came across who was really sick. Lots of our sea turtles have these tumors,
and this guy had a necklace of them. His shell was dry and when Ann touched it, he retracted his head a bit. At least we knew he was alive. When we got back home I tried to get someone in the animal rescue business to go get the turtle, but still don’t know if anyone did. Now I’m thinking about how that turtle = sharks in the area. Actually, I did think about sharks as we were paddling out there, but since sharks are always present somewhere in the ocean, if I let that stop me from going in the water, I’d never go. But, given the most recent shark happenings, I’m definitely going to be more cautious. I can’t promise I’ll stay out of the water, but I will make sure I’m extra aware of what’s going on around me. Anyway, we had 
a good time, except for the turtle thing. 
keep doing what I’m doing and hope more comes off next week. And I'm posting this pic of me to remind myself that all this dedication to getting healthy is paying off by being able to have fun doing cool stuff (even if I do still have pockets of fat all over my body). But, I’d love to be down another size by the time I go see my son and Carlos at the end of the month.I’ve been going to strength training classes twice a week. Dallas teaches the one on Tuesday mornings and she really pushes us. I’ll try to remember to take a pic of her. She makes me laugh, calls it “Happy Hour” while she is having us add “pulses” just when we think we’re done with a set.
Also moved on to week three of my C25K plan. Well, actually I took it a little farther the first day, jogging 3, walking 3 the whole time. But then yesterday I did what was recommended. 90/90, then 3/3 and then repeat. It wasn’t really too hard, and my heart rate stayed where it was supposed to for the most part. Progress. This getting old thing sucks. Everything takes longer. But, I’m really thankful for all the progress I’ve made so far. And how happy and healthy I feel.
I didn’t go on any bike rides yet. I’ve got this cold sore on my lip from the sun. I know, Ewwwww! So except for my one fun adventure last Thursday, I’ve been trying to stay out of the sun. Good thing, too, since there was a shark sighted at Kalama’s on Saturday, who was described as “acting aggressively.” No details, so not sure what it was doing. Nobody got attacked, and they can’t growl, so maybe it was baring it’s teeth? Or teasing swimmers by swimming up really fast, then turning away at the last moment? Just kidding. I don’t think sharks have much of a sense of humor. In fact, I know they don’t. I started writing this post yesterday, and before I finished it, there’s been an actual attack. Not at “my” beach, but up the coast aways, at K’a’a’awa. But in the general oceanic neighborhood. Sheesh
. Now I don’t know what to do. As many of you know, bodyboarding is my “go to” exercise, the one I love the most. Have to do some thinking about this.Okay, on to the adventure. My friend Ann (there she is getting ready, with my bodyboard and bag next to her) and I went out to Goat Island last Thursday. I lived on that bay almost 30 years ago, but had never gone out there. I guess because there was such good bodyboarding right in front of our house and we had an acre and a half. Anyways…we swam ourselves and our stuff out there, had a picnic, swam in this little bay, walked around the island, and just felt grateful for living where we do.
We found a bunch of beautiful shells, more than either of us had seen in years. We had the island to ourselves except for this poor turtle we came across who was really sick. Lots of our sea turtles have these tumors,
and this guy had a necklace of them. His shell was dry and when Ann touched it, he retracted his head a bit. At least we knew he was alive. When we got back home I tried to get someone in the animal rescue business to go get the turtle, but still don’t know if anyone did. Now I’m thinking about how that turtle = sharks in the area. Actually, I did think about sharks as we were paddling out there, but since sharks are always present somewhere in the ocean, if I let that stop me from going in the water, I’d never go. But, given the most recent shark happenings, I’m definitely going to be more cautious. I can’t promise I’ll stay out of the water, but I will make sure I’m extra aware of what’s going on around me. Anyway, we had 
a good time, except for the turtle thing. 
