Plants VS Zombies

Have you tried this game? Plants VS Zombies is fun, addictive and GOOD TRAINING. Seriously, there is a good life lesson going on in the little pixelated world.

The zombies are coming after you! You can hear them across the street breaking down the fence. You're hiding in your house unsure of what to do!!! AHA!! PLANT THINGS!! Plants keep the zombies away. It's true. Oh sure in the scheme of the game it's because they pop out of the ground and start firing and fighting off the impending doom, but let's take a look at my and your every day life here.

You know the zombies get closer to you the worse you treat your body. So if you eat junk and stagnate, they tend to catch up quickly. If you aren't careful, they will grab hold of you and turn you into a mindless eating machine just like they are. This is undesireable, trust me. If you don't trust me, watch any one of the million zombie movies on the market these days. You don't want to become one of these. Agreed? Good.

So what do you do? First of all. Go outside. Plant something! Did you know gardening if one of the best activities you can do? I didn't know this. Apparently though, it gently works pretty much your entire body. Now, gently is a relative term here. If you don't move at all and then throw yourself headlong into gardening, you're going to hurt the next day, lets be honest here. But like starting any other new activity, take it slow and build up your stamina for it. Then, not only are you working your body, making it stronger and leaner, you will have something either delicious or beautiful to show for it. In many cases, it will be beautiful AND delicious.

Those plants you put in your yard will absolutely help you keep the zombie horde away. Eating fresh natural things helps you put up a temporary shield against the zombies. It doesn't last unless you keep fueling it with healthy fresh things though. And the act of gardening, gives you the stamina and fitness to outrun though buggers when they come calling. They will come calling! So think about it...

There's a Zombie on your lawn! There's a zombie on your lawn! There's a zombie on the lawn, we don't want zombies on the lawn!

Results

I have been quiet lately. That doesn’t mean that I have been slacking of or anything though. I, for some reason, have just been feeling quiet. It might be because I have just been concentrating on taking care of me for a while. In any case, I thought it was time to share some progress.

(On a side not, I’m happy with my typing progress. The entire top paragraph was typed, without error, while watching my husband dance to Pink’s Raise Your Glass)

We had some bad news, which I may or may not have shared. But Hubby’s internship came to an end and he wasn’t hired on permanently, so he is out of work again. It’s just a bad time to be looking for work, but that isn’t really news these days, is it. But something we struggle with continually is not falling into a depression over the situation we find ourselves in. We lost our house not too long ago and steady well paying work hasn’t been seen in well over a year now. We are lucky to have people we can rely on and a place to live, but lets not pretend the blah’s and sadness don’t creep up more than we would like them to.

I used to be an emotional eater. I’m a recovering emotional eater? I’m not sure what to call it. When I am sad, depressed, bored… I want to eat. But I’m not. Since starting weight watchers, I just feel like I somehow out of the depths of my soul or something, have pulled the ability to control myself. I’ve developed self control. That doesn’t mean that I don’t indulge now and then, but I do it because I want to and not because I am REACTING to the situation around me. The urges are still there though. And each day is a little bit of a struggle. Those of you who live in a household where you don’t control what food is around will be able to commiserate with me. When you have a sweet tooth, but don’t want to just binge on sweets, but the cabinets are full of cookies, cakes and donuts, it’s a special kind of hell.

I am persevering though. This Monday when I weighed in, I not only hit my 10% lost, but I hit 30lbs gone. THIRTY POUNDS… that’s a toddler. A TODDLER, PEOPLE! I posted it on Facebook. And some of my friends asked for a photo. So I asked hubby to take one of me. As I was loading the picture onto my computer, I decided to clear the memory card and sort all of my pictures.

Oh. My. GOD. I found pictures from before I started WW. They are pictures from the beginning of the year, around my birthday. I almost cried. I feel so sorry for the girl in those pictures. I barely recognized me. I finally realized that no, I’m not imagining my clothes are fitting loser. I’m not imagining that I can actually see my smile better when I smile. I’m not imagining that I really CAN fit into that shirt that was too small at the beginning of the year. This is really happening. I am really making it happen.

It sounds silly I realize, but somewhere in the back of my head, all of the little results I was seeing were because I wanted to see results. They weren’t because my efforts were actually paying off. I knew the numbers on the scale were moving, but it’s hard to really put that into perspective for yourself.

So… would you like to see the pictures?

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I can certainly see the difference.