I just got home from my mother's funeral Sunday. It was a busy time, full of mostly happiness seeing family and friends I hadn't seen in a long time. Still, under it all was the sorrow. There was so much to do, to read, to sign, to plan, people to greet and help feel better, that I missed out on the grieving. Now it's here. I can't hardly stand being at work. I am probably Number Two on the extroverted list here and I just don't want to be around others. I'm tempted to just hit the road and go home. But when I get there I sit and watch SpongeBob (not the new episodes, which are horrible, but the old ones, if I can find them. In the old ones, he is a naive and lovable guy. In the new ones, his voice is done by someone who apparently does it for free, and he is simply obnoxious and dorky.), and I don't want to burn leave to do that. When hulu.com gets old SpongeBob episodes, they will have arrived.
But I digress, I will try and post my mother's eulogy, which I gave, when I get it transcribed from the audio we had done. That will be when I get the energy for it. In the meantime, she was a saint in the truest sense. She was a pioneer in many ways, and always consistently swam upstream against constant persecution, snide remarks about her religion and her person, and always found a friendly way to speak about others. I only heard her speak "ill" of one person and she still found a way to soften the blow. I would have found a way to actually cause pain to the man. I love you and miss you, Mom. Tell Dad hello and all our other loved ones, too.
Back to the Fat Wars. I joined Weight Watchers three weeks ago. Lost 9.4 pounds the first week. Then went to Salt Lake City to pick up Loni, and we went on a road trip. Stopped in Denver and Oklahoma to visit family and friends and took about 5 days to get home. Didn't do so well on the trip home, eating, but kept my weight stable. Didn't exercise at all. Found out about Mom in Oklahoma, made it home to Morristown at 10 pm Friday night, flew back to Denver at 10 am Saturday morning. Didn't even unpack my bags. In Denver, I never saw so much food delivered to us by friends. Of course, I had to eat, right? I gained all 9.4 pounds (estimating here) back.
Tonight I weight in. I'll let you know how it goes. I've been riding my exercise bike now for three days, because it's too hot and humid to walk outside. That's ok. The tv's inside.
I'm going to ride with Jamee and try to keep up with her as we ride around the country. I'm also going to Chicago now, though it's a lot closer to me than to Sparks. I've gone about 35 miles in three days. At first, I thought, "Well, that's horrible" but then remembered that on a real road, you get to coast downhill. On a recumbant bike, you have to keep pedaling or you get no credit. So it's all uphill. In the snow. With no shoes.
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