It’s official: unless he has a change of heart, Odel is having knee surgery in a few weeks. He has been planning this since December, when his chronic knee pain worsened for a week, cramping his hiking style while we were in Desert Hot Springs.
With that in mind, we returned to Sacramento earlier than usual (we normally spend a month here in spring) to get the process started; the various appointments required to prepare for the surgery are our priority now. With luck, he will get away with a partial knee replacement, and we will be able to resume our travels by mid-May.
Since we aren’t traveling, I won’t be blogging as often as I do when we have new sights to see – instead, I’ll be reading everyone else’s travel blogs (and my big stack of books). Our friends Al and Kelly (The Bayfield Bunch) are in Lone Pine, California, right now – which happens to be a favorite spot of ours, along a favorite route, Highway 395 on the east side of the Sierra. They’ve hit perfect weather, and I’m getting great enjoyment reading Al’s daily descriptions of their experiences in the area.
Besides ogling photos and travel commentary on other blogs, I have a project to keep me occupied. Ten years ago, at this same time, I lost 17 pounds following Weight Watchers. Now, a decade later, I have found them all again - or, they found me, probably in Louisiana. Yesterday I rejoined the program, coming home from my initial meeting with cookbooks, pamphlets, points trackers, and a points calculator (yes, my wallet lost some weight). I’ve always loved number-crunching; the points-based Weight Watcher program is made for people like me!
This is how my little workspace looked this morning as I jumped into the new Points Plus program. WW materials are scattered everywhere (by the way, that large file box is my somewhat oversized recipe file), and I’ve marked up just about everything in the kitchen with Weight Watcher point values. My cookbooks bristle with sticky notes marking recipes to try.
This afternoon, we headed to the grocery store to get stuff we usually don't stock: non-stick cooking spray, fat free mayo* (???), lite cheese, bubbly water. Plenty of fish in the freezer, the fruit bowl is overflowing, and the crisper bins in the refrigerator are bulging. Odel doesn’t join me in the ritual of counting points, but he likes to benefit from the healthier menus – and will no doubt lose more weight, and faster, than I will! Wish us luck… well, no, not luck really… how about “Wish us long-lasting motivation”?
* how can “fat free mayo” even be called mayo? Mayonnaise is just a combination of fats emulsified!