Lucky sign

 

Look how many miles my car has done. I'm interested how many of you will recognise the significance - or can work it out (answer at the bottom for those who can't). I was pretty excited to see it, surely that has to be lucky?

Libby is really well at the moment. Eating her normal amount of food, and from her Kong feeder that she rejected ages ago. She's had loads of energy and been really happy and bouncy. The only bad bit is that her bottom has been bleeding a little. Not enough to really worry but obviously not great either. We're just monitoring her at the moment. Yesterday I had my head out of my daughter's (old) bedroom (don't ask) when next door came past after walking George. Libby heard and jumped onto the seat under the window, shuffled under me so she could stick herself out of the window too. I was worried she'd jump out to go see them, which might seem extreme but she has previous. She once jumped out of a first floor window on holiday, to get to the kids playing in the garden. Luckily it was a sloped garden, sloping up away from the house. She jumped very long so when she reached the grass it wasn't quite as high as if she'd just jumped right down instead of over. But I got such a scare. Silly dog! 

I'm still having collie wobbles about losing weight. Lucky my weight is stable at the moment but no matter how hard I tell myself that I really want/need to weigh less I simply can not shake the fear (or what I call realism) that any loss I manage will eventually go back on plus more. However it's also impossible for me to ignore my sky high blood pressure, all my aches and pains, my unfitness, my snoring - all of which I know will improve with every pound I shred. And last but not least I hate the way I look and feel! And all the clothes in my wardrobe that don't quite fit me. Oh give me strength! I don't know how to shake this anxiety. 

Now you're going to laugh, and that's ok, but I've been trying to figure out the person I want to be. And not just on the outside but on the inside as well. I'll say more next week but I want to make small changes to get me to be that person. I think it's maybe a little late - I'm almost 53 (ooh a clue to the photo) but hey, better late than never! Anyway, the funny bit? I've started to have cold showers after every hot shower. Yes, it's a thing. I want to be the kind of person who takes cold showers! 

He who angers you controls you.

It's my date of birth. Lol