On a mission....

Loosing weight and keeping it off is a never ending "mission" for me.
I will blame these 10 extra pounds on the holidays,but regardless of the reason now is the time to get them off.

First, since Erik sees me only every few years he is able to notice the extra baggage and He seems not to have a problem reminding me," that I need to stay healthy."
Second,
I have arthritis behind my knee cap so the extra weight causes undo pain and stress, and going to Vanuatu means I will be doing lots of walking.

My kids and daughter-in-law walk barefoot and for them shoes are something that they tolerate only when necessary. They move fast and furious to get where they need to be. The 5 mile hike to church is easy for all of them.

In the village the paths get extra slick from rain and human traffic. Last time I was there I wore my Crocs most of the time, and they are great for the village but when it is slick they are down right dangerous.Once you loose your footing there is no way to catch yourself.

One day Michele, David and I were trekking down the hill to visit some villagers.
Michele barefoot, and carrying Joel on her hip was traveling at a fast pace. I have learned that I can never keep up with her, so I was lagging behind going at my own pace when I like to say that the ground moved and down I went.

They kept going until David looked around and didn't see me.
"Grandma?" he called as he ran back down the hill.
At that point I was picking myself up off the ground, and sending up a prayer of thanks that I hadn't hurt myself.
"Are you okay?"
"You were just like superman," he said," one minute you were there and the next you were gone."

Hmmm....Well superman wouldn't have let the rut in the road take him down though he was right one minute I was up and the next I was down.

I took the hand he offered me, and
Michele slowed down until we got where we were going.

All week the little ol ladies in the village would laugh and tsk,tsk, pointing at me as Erik helped me up the hill.
Tsking is what they do when they think something is wrong.

I had to admit they had it over me when at 90 years old they are still walking a mile to their gardens and carrying back fruit and vegetables on their heads.

Anyway all this said I am back at weight watchers, bike exercising, and praying for God's help to get this weight off by May.
Oh yeah and I bought a super duper walking stick.:) That ought to help.
I would appreciate your prayers..