Showing posts with label American Idol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label American Idol. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Unanswered Prayers

What a funny thing life can be. Twists and turns that fate forces you to take oftentimes guide you onto the straightest path.

Not long ago, I found the Facebook profiles of two boys I was obsessed with in school. You might not believe this, but I was fairly boy crazy (was? Still am). I know, hard to imagine. You can stop laughing now. Anyway, most of the objects of my affection didn't give me the time of day in a "romantic" sense. I was the fat girl in school, after all. I had many friends and yes, a few boyfriends, but a few did get away. LOL! The boys - men now, I suppose - I found online looked much the same as they did when I thought I couldn't live without them. Just older. And I'm sure they are great guys with fabulous wives and families. Honestly, I wish them both the best. But I had to wonder: What would my life be like if I had gotten what I wanted?...Which was THEM, at the time.

My small town is full of couples who met in high school or even elementary school. There are those who have been together as long as I can remember, some from the moment we first wrote notes back and forth asking "Do you like me, circle yes or no?" And bless their hearts, I'm thrilled they're still together and happy. I couldn't make that work myself - my first husband and I were high-school sweethearts. But really, I have to be happy that I didn't get what I wanted.

What if I hadn't met Erich and been in a position to date him, then move to Ontario?

What if I had kids with my first husband, virtually tying me to him and the area where we grew up forever?

What if I'd never been bored - by myself with a husband who worked nights - and tuned into American Idol, seeing Bo Bice for the first time? What if I had been working (which I couldn't yet do in my new country) and hadn't had the time to immerse myself in his online community? You can mock me all you want, but being his fan and meeting the wonderful people I have, has changed my life for the better in immeasurable ways. Not the least of which is the desire to travel and LIVE - which spurred me to have the weight-loss surgery that saved my life.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that when you are presented with two paths and one looks more overgrown and messy than the other, safer one...make the tough choice. The road less traveled is the one paved with gold. Life is supposed to be challenging. That's where the rewards are. Do this in every aspect of your life that you can and you'll be happier for it. I promise!

And learn to thank god for Unanswered Prayers.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

A week in the life

So a couple of cool things have happened this week.

First, I got my invitation to join the Centurion Society at Henry Ford Hospital. This is a club for patients who have lost 100 pounds or more. My surgeon, Dr. Genaw, mentioned this to me the last time I saw him several months ago because even then, I was pretty close to that milestone. I thought it might be a little much to go all the way to Detroit for a little ceremony but Erich insisted at the time that we would go back for it, no matter what. Well, the time has come! We will leave the afternoon of Tuesday, July 13, for the 6 p.m. ceremony then stay overnight at the apartments on Henry Ford campus for my one-year assessment with Dr. Genaw the next day. Two birds with one stone.

My letter/invitation says they want us to give a short speech about "what you can do now that you couldn't do before and what you are doing to maintain your weight loss". Um. Yeah. Public speaking and Cindy do not mix. I freakin' HATE it. Writing, no problem. Can't I just write them a letter??? LOL! So I'm kinda nervous about that aspect of the ceremony.

The last time I spoke to Dr. Genaw, via email about 2 weeks ago, I told him I'd lost over 200 pounds by now. He was very excited and I'm looking forward to seeing him again and thanking him for helping me lose weight and gain my life. He is a very important part of my story and I am forever grateful to him.

The other thing is, I formally registered for my walking 5K this week. It's on June 23 - a Wednesday! 6:30 p.m. That kind of sucks since I'll have to rush to get out of work, run home and change and rush again to the starting point. This event is sponsored by Weight Watchers and is, I was told, "strictly for fun". I thought it sounded like an ideal first 5K.

The 5K in June is a walking challenge but I'm still training to run. I can run farther now than ever so it's going well I suppose. I got sick shortly after I started training but I'm back into it now. Yesterday, I walked a 5K on the treadmill at the gym just to make sure I could do it, since I have registered for one already! LOL! I did it in about an hour. Not bad but I plan to keep doing that distance at the gym so I'm really ready to walk it at the challenge.

I have a reader/fellow gastric bypass patient who said she might be willing to do this with me. I think it would be wonderful to experience this with someone who has undergone the same kind of journey that I have. I've asked a couple other people and received grumbles for responses. Hopefully I won't be out there by myself but I guess we'll have to see.

The season finale of The Biggest Loser is on Tuesday and my man Michael made the final two. I'm friends with him on Facebook and he put up a picture not long ago that made me go "WOW!" I think it's fairly recent because he looks smaller than he did on the show last week. He looks AMAZING. I can't wait for Tuesday. I will be surprised if he wins because he just had SO much to lose but I'll still be rooting for him. The other finalist, Ashley, is way cool as well and I'll be ok if she wins. There will be a 3rd finalist chosen by America's votes. I do hope it's Daris. I love that kid. I'll be watching TBL and DVR-ing the American Idol finale. Go Lee!!! :)))

And the Celebrity Apprentice finale is on tonight. Ohhhhh Bret. I am rooting for you but the word-that-rhymes-with-witch Holly will be tough to beat. I was a teenage girl in the mid to late '80s so the guys in the hair bands tend to have my vote pretty much no matter what. LOL!

I didn't lose any weight this week but that's ok. I'm starting to become a little more zen about the scale not moving. I think I just got so used to losing huge amounts of weight each and every week that it's what I came to expect. And yes, when you have this surgery you expect it to come off quickly. And it does at first. Well, maybe I'm now at a weight where that might not happen so much anymore. It's weird but I seem to stay the same for a couple weeks then I get a big drop - like 5 to 7 pounds - in one week. I don't know what's up with that but as long as I'm still losing something, even if it's slow going, I have to be ok with that.