Day Five and Still going strong

I started a 30 day liquid fast five days ago without the fan fare and hoopla of my last fasts. But I realized that I was getting close to our family vacation and my latest pity party packed on ten pounds. Seriously, I have to take control of this. So, I purchased and began listening to a new book called The Power of Habit - Why we do what we do in life and business by Charles Duhigg. It's interesting, and I've enjoyed it. I'm hoping that a few listens through will give me some new motivation.

I've downloaded a new half marathon training program and will try to conquor Disney on my own later this year. Meanwhile, K ran her 3rd 5k today. She did great and stuck with her friend the whole way. I was so proud of them. I promised her that she could race for time on Memorial Day and that I would train seriously so that I could keep up with her. So, I have to start pushing myself. I used this first week to address the food - eliminate the sugar, gluten and dairy before I start with the exercise. Tomorrow I start with my running program. I'm looking forward to seriously training again.

I had a chance today to read all of the blog posts by Karen that I had missed. I always enjoy hearing how things are going and reading the useful information she gleans from books. But, one such post really hurt my feelings.

It wasn't hearing about the illnesses. Certainly "bugs" had visited their home and had everyone under the weather, which makes me sad and hope all are feeling much better, but sickness visits all of us from time to time, and as my grandmother said "this too shall pass." It's not the go-to comfort food that she has dabbled in, which I know all too well. It was the rude lady who stole all the spots for the special day for her pre-schooler and friends leaving no spot for sweet Ava, and no "me" time for sweet Karen. I could think of a dozen different ways that the "person in charge" could have handled it. - Allow the woman to sign her child up, go to the end of the line and wait until all the moms who were standing in line signed their tots up before signing up the others who could not make the effort to drive there and wait too. Create a waiting list - for which Ava could have been the first in. So, while I am not surprised that Karen looked on the bright side and found a silver lining - for she is an eternal optimist - I admit I physically ached for her. And I confess a not-so-kind thought entered my head regarding that woman. But, as my mom would say "all things happen for a reason" so I trust it was meant to be.

Still I hope there is a manicure in her future. So her nails are as beautiful as she is.