I had an opportunity to sleep in a little extra today. The big plan today involved taking mom to her appointment at the Dean McGee Eye Institute in Oklahoma City. I picked her up shortly before 9am in order for us to comfortably make her 10:30am appointment time. We look forward to these trips together. Much like when I travel with either one of my daughters, we most always leave the music off and fill the drive time in conversation. These conversations typically involve plenty of laughter. We love to laugh. We did some of that today!
Our plans included lunch after the appointment, followed by a workout at the YMCA. We quickly abbreviated the plan after mom underwent a few unexpected tests/procedures that left her vision temporarily even more impaired. I couldn't imagine mom out there trying to walk on the indoor track and not feeling well or having issues seeing where she was going. She offered to sit and wait while I worked out, but I wasn't about to do that. We were both tired and ready to get back after our mid afternoon lunch, so that's what we did.
Mom and Me this afternoon. It's actually hard to tell in this photo--but the length and volume of my hair was significantly cut yesterday. I'm digging the shorter hair. It did feel strange washing it this morning--much less to clean. I have yet to try shaving the facial hair. I plan on doing it this weekend.
I didn't realize I was so attached. At the same time, I'm curious. The good thing is, if I don't like it gone, all I need is a few weeks and it'll grow right back on my face. How blessed to have this as one of my "issues of discussion?"
Seriously, I don't really care too much--and it's really not a major thing. But to be completely honest with you, there is some kind of psychological attachment--and connection, in my mind, to the facial hair--based on perceived attractiveness as influenced by what others have said to me, in favor, over the last five years of wearing the hair on my face.
The deal is--and this is big: I don't care anymore. I don't give a flying flip if I'm attractive or not with or without it. I'm not looking to attract anyone and I'm certainly not looking for any kind of relationship, anyway. And I wouldn't want one where hair on or hair off my face was a make or break issue!
If I keep writing this empowering albeit shallow/superficial segment, I'll be in there shaving before the publish button is pressed. Isn't saying and truly feeling the "I don't care anymore" perspective, powerful?
Some things I do care about involve getting more rest and making sure I take care of my food and exercise in a way that exhibits the highest level of importance. I was super tired on the way home. The sugar-free Starbucks treat was enough to keep me safe for the drive, but it wasn't enough to talk me out of an early evening nap within minutes after walking into my apartment. The plan was to rest until 7pm, then prepare dinner before getting into the YMCA for an elliptical ride. This plan B was cancelled in favor of Plan C when I overslept my nap by 45 minutes.
New plan: Good dinner and a 5K in the park. Simple enough. Except I forgot to stop by the store for a few things. No worries--I always have tostada fixings and sweet potatoes--I love 'em both, even if they are an unusual combination!
The 5K tonight was wonderful. I had the entire park to myself--the whole time. That is VERY unusual. Usually people are out getting exercise or simply hanging out visiting with one another in the parking lot. Not tonight. It was just me out there on a chilly night with my ear buds in, the music up and my body moving. Oh--and it's actually a little longer than a 5K. I did 3.4 miles instead of 3.1. One thing is certain, the 5K brisk walk works the body in different ways than the elliptical. I feel the difference every time.
My Tweets Today:
I hope you're having a wonderful Good Friday morning. Dark roast w/sugar free hazelnut creamer. 30 calX2cups=60cal pic.twitter.com/NX7otmUZ8M
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 3, 2015Three whole eggs, scrambled with mushrooms and topped with a slice of melted provolone. Anjou pear. 380 cal. pic.twitter.com/YrPIHig0sM
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 3, 2015Small cup of water with lunch. 1 cup. #watertracking pic.twitter.com/IQwkpshYVP
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 3, 2015Three shredded chicken (apprx 6oz) crispy tacos w/lettuce, onion, tomatoes, sour cream and salsa. 458 cal. pic.twitter.com/Z2tKdvT2WR
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 3, 20153 cups. #wateraccountability pic.twitter.com/VhI0h1LmwC
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 3, 2015Tall skinny-sugar free cinnamon dolce latte. Caffeine! 100 cal. Worth it to me. pic.twitter.com/VYooivgPyc
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 3, 2015Post nap, pre-dinner, Friday night Dark roast w/sugar free hazelnut creamer. 30 cal. pic.twitter.com/IfoJ5olh2c
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 4, 2015Bean & Cheese tostadas w/1 slice provolone & mozz., & 28g mild cheddar. Salsa, sr crm. 200g sweet pot fries. 602 cal. pic.twitter.com/d2w4GRytB2
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 4, 2015What makes fat free/sugar free bean and cheese tostadas so good? Let's be honest, they're basically a portion controlled version of nachos.
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 4, 2015My @SeanAAnderson special. tostadas with fat free beans and avocado, sweet potatoes, peppers and onions. pic.twitter.com/QXXxUK5YoQ
— Michael Funaro (@MichaelFunaro) April 4, 2015Taking 2.5 cups to the trail for my workout. #wateraccountability pic.twitter.com/njkW6JvNMU
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 4, 2015Actually had different workout plans for today. Those plans changed. Late Friday Night 5K starts NOW! #timetomove pic.twitter.com/qFEOBvalaG
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 4, 2015Great exercise. The 5k brisk walk certainly works me differently than the elliptical. #feelsgood #walkingworks
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 4, 2015Golden delicious apple. #lastfoodofday 80 cal. pic.twitter.com/OlIJfxXCnr
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) April 4, 2015Thank you for reading and your continued support,
Strength,
Sean