20181209 SAVERS for SUNDAY in SAN CLEMENTE

SILENCE

Did it for 60 seconds.  TRIED it.  Again.

AFFIRMATIONS

1. I, Ken Taylor, continue losing weight through daily exercise and eating healthy food.
2. I, Ken Taylor, continue losing weight through daily exercise and eating healthy food.
3. I, Ken Taylor, continue losing weight through daily exercise and eating healthy food.
4. I, Ken Taylor, continue losing weight through daily exercise and eating healthy food.

Also said aloud for 60 seconds.

VISUALIZATION

175 by 12/10

I have misgivings about my weight loss.  But I'm here in San Clemente with Lisa, et al, and I have to modify my routine.  I don't HAVE to.  But I do.  It's family, it's Sunday, and the phrase that bounces around in my brain is:  "I am not called upon to adhere so exactly and precisely to my routine that I can't enjoy myself by eating other foods while I'm here wiih my family."

I am the one who calls.  Today, I have a different message for myself, slightly altered from the normal routine I've been following. 

There are plenty of reasons to be upset, or negative.

But I need to focus on the reasons to be happy, and positive, at least to the point of balancing them all.

EXERCISE

Did my full 30 day routine for a Sunday, except for the inversion table stretches.

1. ankle/wrist circles 60
2. toe/finger stretches 60 + 10
3. bicycle crunches 60
4. shoulder rolls 60
5. back stretch over the edge of the bed
6. squats 30
7. push-ups 30

YAY!

READING, WRITING

Read for 60 seconds + in the ENSIGN magazine, randomly selected from L & R's coffee table.

I randomly opened the magazine to an article, written by a man living in Idaho.  He described how it was growing up.  He somehow developed some strange habits, which doctors later diagnosed as 

1.  obsessive/compulsive disorder

and

2.  Tourette's syndrome

His descriptions of how he and his family became aware of these childhood quirks (?) were eerily similar to what I experienced.  Of course, it was not exactly the same.

In Vienna, we had a huge villa to live in, and there were stairs everywhere, it seemed.  My bedroom was situated such that the best stairway to go down to breakfast on schoolday mornings was the back stairway, used for the "help."  Barbara, our maid, used this stairway too.

I recall going down the stairs, and ending the descent on my right food, but wanting to give "equal time" to my left foot.  So I'd back up a few steps, and switch so that the last step would be my left foot.

I did not go all the way back up the stairway & give it a "full" equal time ..... only the last few steps.

I'm guessing that the incident with the ornamental brass ball which I took out and put back several times, was an indication of this same syndrome I experienced.

When I was faced with removing it, and planning to put it back when I returned, but FORGETTING to put it back on my way back up the stairs, and with my father finding it, and asking me in a scolding voice, "Did you remove the brass ball?" (I denied having done it, but he replied "Sure you did,"  and he was more interested in what I had planned to do with it, to which I had no reply.),

........, when all that was "done," I look back and wonder....... was that obsessive/compulsive behavior?

I don't think I ever had Tourette's Syndrome.  I didn't make strange noises.  I was keenly aware of the derision I received from my siblings and some friends at school.  I was in control enough to not cause myself any undue problems.

But what a mess I was!