HOPE4LOSS1   104,019
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I've lost my way...

It's time to start anew. To start fresh. I've been wallowing in my laziness, lost in my depression. It's time to take positive steps regardless of how I feel at the given moment.
-Track weight weekly
-Track steps daily
-Drink at least 40oz of water daily (will increase over time)
-Track food 100%
-Participate, to the best of my ability, the challenges I'm on in various Sparkteams.
-Ask for help when I find myself unable to move forward - ...
It's time to start anew. To start fresh. I've been wallowing in my laziness, lost in my depression. It's time to take positive steps regardless of how I feel at the given moment.
-Track weight weekly
-Track steps daily
-Drink at least 40oz of water daily (will increase over time)
-Track food 100%
-Participate, to the best of my ability, the challenges I'm on in various Sparkteams.
-Ask for help when I find myself unable to move forward - whether this is in regards to weight loss or cleaning or the ever present depression - ASK for help. You do have supportive people in your life who are willing to help.

"Here is what we know: If we stop we will surely fail - so, regardless of what the scale says, the only thing we can do to succeed is to keep going." -StephanieIL

"Do not judge me by my successes, judge me by how many times I fell down and got back up again." -Nelson Mandela

April Miles Walked:
4/25: 2.4
4/26: 2.5
4/27: 3.4
4/28: 0.5
4/29: 5.3
4/30: 0.4
April's Monthly Total: 14.5

May Miles Walked:
5/1: 1.5
5/2: 3.8
5/3: 2.3
5/4: 2.3
5/5: 0.3

May's Monthly Total: 10.2



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 current weight: 309.4 

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Member Since: 3/16/2009

SparkPoints: 104,019

Fitness Minutes: 72,022

My Goals:
-Drink 64oz water daily
-Track food 100%
-Take thyroid meds daily
-Exercise 10 minutes

My Program:
I am tracking all food and exercise.
My current eating plan is all about staying within range, focusing on adding more veggies/fruit, while minimizing sweets.

Dealing with depression and working my way through it. The ever present mind fog is making it difficult.

Personal Information:
Really would like to quit smoking, but struggling to even start stopping. lol
Any encouragement to help me stop is welcome and appreciated.

Other Information:
Weekly Weigh In:
4/19: 315
4/26: 308.8 (-6.2)
Monthly Difference: -6.2lbs

5/3: 309.4 (+0.6)

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7/4/2015 7:25:21 PM

Welcome to Summer Kamp! Hope you have fun!


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10/15/2014 8:39:41 PM

I been away for far too long and updated my sparkpage. I just read your comment and I thank you for your words. Don't give up! emoticon emoticon emoticon

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8/2/2014 12:09:01 PM

The Black Telephone

When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the Wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination
when my mother talked to it.

Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was "Information Please" and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone's number and the correct time.

My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.

I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear.

"Information, please," I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.
A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.

"I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

"Isn't your mother home?" came the question.

"Nobody's home but me," I blubbered.

"Are you bleeding?" the voice asked.

"No,"I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts."

"Can you open the icebox?" she asked.

I said I could.

"Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger," said the voice..

After that, I called "Information Please" for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math.

She told me my pet chipmunk I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.

Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called, "Information Please," and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, "Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?"

She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, " Wayne, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in."

Somehow I felt better.

Another day I was on the telephone, "Information Please."
"Information," said in the now familiar voice.
"How do I spell fix?" I asked.

All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much.

"Information Please" belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.

Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about half an hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown
operator and said, "Information Please."

Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.
I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, "Could you please tell me how to spell fix?"
There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess your finger must have healed by now."

I laughed, "So it is really you," I said. "I wonder if you have any idea how much you really meant to me during that time ..."

"I wonder," she said, "if you know how much your calls meant to me. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls."

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister. "Please do," she said. "Just ask for Sally."

Three months later I was back in Seattle. A different voice answered, "Information." I asked for Sally. "Are you a friend?" she said. "Yes, a very old friend," I answered.

"I'm sorry to have to tell you this," She said. "Sally had been working part time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago."

Before I could hang up, she said, "Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne?" "Yes." I answered. Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. "Let me read it to you."

The note said: "Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He'll know what I mean."
I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

Never underestimate the impression you may make on others. Whose life have you touched today?

Lifting you on eagle's wings,

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4/11/2014 6:05:16 PM

emoticon The weather is looking fabulous just in time for camp. See you at the lodge@


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4/5/2014 8:28:05 PM

Looking forward to getting to know you in the Lodge in Camp!

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