Woe Is Me

Since this blog is supposed to be about my weight loss journey, let me start by saying that due to my little journey off the beaten path last week I managed to gain 2.5 lbs. But the good news is that I got right back up, dusted myself off and jumped on the tracks again. So far I've lost 1-1/2 lbs and I'm hoping that by tomorrow I will at least be back where I was last week but I'm optimistic enough that I'm still hoping for a small loss.

Enough about weight loss! I hate getting old! Yesterday I went on my 4th journey up to the nature center a few miles from me. I've gone out there the last 4 Sundays to get in some walking. They have 7 or 8 trails ranging from .75 to 4 miles. The first week I just went on 3 of the smaller trails - by the time I had walked 2 I had worked in a total of 3 miles. Not bad considering we're talking hills! The second week I went out with the intention of finding the trail that had the 150' suspension bridge. I ended up walking about 5 miles, but never could find a trail that took me to the trail that the suspension bridge was on. The third week was more of the same. So yesterday I headed out early to beat the heat. And I finally found the right trail!!! (You had to go on this trail until you saw an unmarked path that took you to another unmarked path, which in turn took you to yet another unmarked path...and that path ended on the correct path!!). The problem was, I'm getting old! I drank 20 oz of water riding my stationary bike, I drank another 20 oz while I was getting ready (and doing laundry) and then I took another liter bottle with me on my hike. Need I say more??? Before I got half way to the bridge my kidneys were going "I gotta pee!". But I said, "You can hold it in a little longer". OK - no problem, except the trail is getting steeper and the trail isn't cleared as well as the baby trails were which meant that I was having to crawl over down trees and whack my way through vines. Each big movement like a jump over a tree truck or a trip over tree root made my kidneys scream a little louder. So...this is a trail in the forest. There are a lot of trees around. I had a Kleenex in my pocket. I haven't seen a soul since I started out. My thought was to make like a Girl Scout and find a big tree. :) Sounds like a good plan doesn't it? Only about that time a man popped out of the woods from another trail! So I kept walking. I got a little distance between me and the man and started scoping out for another nice big tree. ONLY to have yet another man WITH BINOCULARS! coming in the opposite direction!! Can I not have any privacy in the freaking woods???!!!!! After a few more minutes I consult with my map. It appeared that I still had about 15-20 minutes until I would reach the bridge. I'm sad to say, but I had to make an executive decision to go ahead and turn around at that point. I felt that I could hold it in another 45 minutes (that's how long I'd been walking at that point), but there was absolutely no way I could hold it in another hour plus!

Next weekend I'm going to find that bridge and I won't be drinking any water beforehand!!