Day 135 – Dog Gone It


2013.07.06My girl, Sidney, loves to be where we are.  If we are downstairs, she wants to be downstairs.  If we are upstairs, she wants to be upstairs.

Occasionally, we can confuse her and start up the stairs but turn around quickly.  She’s already started and heads on up, only to get to the top and wonder why we aren’t there with her.  She might wait for a moment, just to ensure that we’re headed that way but eventually she will come down if we don’t start up.

Sometimes, just to mess with her, I’ll start up and then stop half way.

That’s how I feel with this life-style I’m trying to implement.  I’m like Sidney, trying to follow the direction of the diet.  Just when I think I’m making progress, I see that the diet has fallen down.  Just when I think I need to go back to the beginning, I see that the scales report great success.

I’m getting emotionally jerked around.  I can’t run because my knee is so sore.  I mow, I move, I walk, I eat less and I see that I’ve gained weight.  I eat more, cook meat, have dessert and sit around and see that I’ve lost weight.

I’m like my dog on the stairs.  I don’t know which way to go!!