Day Thirty-Eight

I am not going to lie.  It was hard watching everyone else in the family consume their Memorial Day shakes from Iceberg, which is a family tradition.  I was served my glass of water early, and I sympathized with them that I knew they were all jealous of it.  

I was prepared for this.  It was one of the things I thought of that day-before-Easter morning when I made my no-sugar vow.  But it's one thing to decline birthday cake at work and duck into one's cube.  It's another to watch everyone you love most eating peach, or lime, or lemon shakes right in front of you for a half hour on a holiday.

I still have two kids' birthdays, the July holidays, and my cousins' party to go, where I know dessert will be served and I will not get any.  Honestly, I have been concerned about declining dessert at the cousins' party, which will be about day 98 or 99, almost more than anything, all along.  Isn't that silly?

If I can do this on Easter Day, I can do it on any day.

I went to the gym and weight-lifted this morning, did abs, and did a full hour on the elliptical.  I was tired, and tempted to cut the elliptical short.  Finally, I told myself that if I could get up to 500 calories burned, I could quit early. The amount I'd projected I would be doing, according to my math in the early minutes, was about 480, so I might not even reach 500, but I told myself if I did, I could quit.

What actually happened was that, when I hit 500 calories, I had 39 seconds left to go.  That was not going to save much time for getting ready for Memorial Day, so I just kept going and ended with 506 calories burned.  Not bad.

We had hardly any flowers this Memorial Day.  The roses have been hinting with buds, but only two roses had opened.  They went to my mother and sister.  The lavender has also been budding, but had not quite bloomed.  I cut thirty slender stalks, anyway.  Lavender buds are better than nothing.  I had some evergreen candytuft, but that is more of a filler flower than a main flower.  I had some snowballs, and I used them, but they tend to fall apart, so I don't usually.  Because I was afraid the snowballs would fall apart, I made up the twelve cans, cut down from the thirty or so I usually do, before we left home.  In addition to my A- workout, I walked around four cemeteries today, and two last night and one the night before.  My hill climbing muscles are tired, and I think I will go to bed early.  It's not even six o'clock, but I'm ready.

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