32 pbf = bfd

Well kids, we are in the last week of SSHE meals for Steve and I.

My second to last weigh-in yesterday showed that I am 1.3 % away from being in a healthy, happy, normal body fat range.  Do you hear that universe? I am 1.3% away from being NORMAL.   That's right. Now let's keep in mind that normal is that less than a third of me is made up of fat.  That's kind of depressing.  But hey, I've been nearly half fat for quite some time, so I'll take 1/3 any day.  Judge away haters, but for a breastfeeding mom, that's not bad.

We are celebrating the end of this adventure with the final video shoot happening next Tuesday.  We are being pampered with hair & makeup stylists and new clothing (THANKS SSHE!) and I personally am getting my nails done. Prepare yourselves for another slew of Angela & Steve in your facebook feed.

I am also so thrilled to report that I have talked with more than 10 people who are considering or already trying SSHE.  Please know that I am a resource to YOU - I am more than happy to answer questions, talk about my experiences, and encourage you on your own journey.

Carry On.  Be brave.

home stretch

Tomorrow begins our last week eating Seattle Sutton Healthy Eating meals!!! Can I believe 6 months has flown by!? No I cannot. Seriously - wow. 

So what have I learned? Here's just a few of the things. 

I have will power. 

I can make good choices. 

I am worthy of self-care. 

Emotional eating is deadly. I must really listen to myself instead of trying to numb with food. 

Loved ones have a strong influence - i.e. Steve and I can be a force for good or evil for each other. Let's choose the good, eh Gritton?

My love of sweets has deteriorated - proof that those tastebuds can in fact be taught!

Food is fuel not a numbing agent, punishment or reward. 

I am stronger than I think. 

Now to lose 1.5% body fat in 8 days...

😏

more love

My heart is sad in the wake of the election this week.  I am fearful and angry but frankly, still in denial.  I keep waiting for Ashton to jump out and say Hey, USA, YOU'VE BEEN PUNKED!
But alas, the further we get from last Tuesday the more it is sinking in that this reality show just took a turn for the worse.

I am continuing to swim in juxtapositions - city vs country, educated vs non-educated (and by this I mean college educated, not farm field educated), white heterosexual men vs...um, everyone else?!? I am trying not to make assumptions and trying to remember to error on the side of grace.  I am trying to be brave and kind.  I am trying to take this opportunity to experience just a tiny fraction of what so many of my fellow Americans have always felt - afraid, sad, angry, forgotten, mislead.

O Come O Come Emmanuel.


As the queen of the flying pigs, I am trying hard to respond in a healthy way.  I have to say that I resisted my desire to eat every single feeling that I have had this week.  My new eating and 'self-care without the need of food' habits have strengthened over these many months.  A stray cookie may have make it into my mouth, as did several transgressions at a 2 year old's birthday party, but overall my food stuff stayed in an okay spot.  My body fat continues to hold steady or drop.  I have a milestone in mind as the finish line on this 6 month race starts to come into focus...

Peace to you as we each strive to bring more love and light into this dark world.

Andy & his Thankfulness turkey

a helping hand

Here I am: a new month on the calendar and a new opportunity to try my absolute best.
 
As I look out my window this very minute, I am lucky enough to be able to see my daughter, playing with her best friend Alli.  Alli is hesitant to balance on the 'curb' that surrounds the playground, but Abby is right there by her side, extending her hand.  With the help of her friend, Alli made it all the way around! Both girls clapped, jumping and smiling: both victorious, both ready for the next challenge.

This is what we can do for each other my friends.  We don't have to know all the answers or know how to make it perfect.  But we can stand by someone's side and hold a hand.  We can encourage and uplift each other.  We can love each other even when we're scared.  We can jump and cheer together through good and bad.

Thanks Abs.  You rock. ;)