Finding Family Trends

Okay, okay - bad Mags - many missed days of updating. Probably linked to many missed days of wellness, to be perfectly honest. And my first official weigh-in - which was Wednesday - the...8th...was a whopping 3 pounds down. Some offered encouragement on the success of the loss - but honestly, knowing my body after 39 years...I could take a good dump and lose 5 pounds on a lousy day. So...we won't really be celebrating until we get into double digits.

But I have discovered a few moret things to put into my trove of info to deal with as this past week with filled with a lot of family visits with the advent of Passover and Easter: 1. no one in my family...I mean NO one I am blood related to, generationally, is into any kind of exercise whatsoever. Well - with the brief exception of my second cousin Ellen, who relatively recently became a water aerobics instructor. But she didn't start that until her mid-50s. When I suggest a walk, or anything even remotely close I'm met with...not so much of anything really.

We eat often and over great amounts of time. We drink a lot of coffee. We go "see" things. And then we eat some more. A lot of time is taken up by discussion regarding where and what we will be eating. A disproportionate amount really. And the rest of the time is filled with television and naps.

I've made a concerted effort with my own kids to not be that way. To be active, to go DO things, to be creative, to not dwell on food or food topics. But I'm feeling that I'm slowly losing that war. The more time they spend with the rest of our family the more they see that lifestyle as acceptable. The more stressed and harried my husband and I become at work, the easier it is for us to fall into that passive practice. And on goes the telly. And we decide where to eat. And we go. And come back. And on goes the telly.

But today I did finally pull out the Dance Dance Revolution mat. Now that I've got the family room set up with ample space, the proper AV, and an appalling photograph of myself taken during the egg hunt, I was motivated.

And I danced. Clumsily at first - until I figured out the settings of the game. Then I got the hang of it. Of course, I was still in my pajamas, and so had to hold my boobs for the jumps (note to self - make sure sports bra is ON for DDR!), and listen to my daughter repeatedly inquire as to why I holding them during the songs. Yeah, that was fun. But I was having so much fun that I didn't want to stop my momentum! Sugar Hill Gang is still the only song I aced, at it was at beginner level...but it's something I definitely want to do again. And it makes me sweat. Sweatings a good thing right? Good grief, I still don't like that part, but I'm learning to accept it. Like yogurt.

And I've got a couple more bugs to work out technologically - getting access on my phone and such so I can make more regular updates. Hopefully will have that done by tonight.

Off to another huge meal - for Easter Sunday...but I'm not a big ham fan, so I should be able to keep it light. And another round of DDR awaits tonight!