Friday, December 28, 2012
I have not set hard and fast deadlines for any particular bit of weight loss, or exercise goal, other than the fact of moving making me get to the gym more often in order to score the ugly t shirt (which, for the record, works quite well for sleeping in!). I see so many blogs titled "Day XX", pertaining to the days from the start of the overall journey, or of a particular challenge, and I wonder if that's a strategy that I could employ sometimes. But I'm not sure it would work for me.
I really don't know how I'd react if I set such a deadline, and failed to get there. That's part of the reason I have only tried joining in on one challenge while on Spark People. I didn't last more than a week of the month long challenge, finding myself unable to keep up with its modest demands, before I quit that particular spark team. It didn't lead to falling back into bad habits, or anything dramatic like that, but it was a bit disheartening.
Considering jumping in on another such challenge, but really not anticipating any particular success from something like that, beyond what I'd already do without it. Will have to think about that one a bit.
In a similar vein, I'm not someone who sets any particular new year resolutions. I just figure, a) I'd just be setting myself up to fail, and b) I feel like there's nothing particularly special about the New year that demands resolutions must be set then, and at no other time of the year. A St Patrick's Day resolution made under the influence of green beer can be just as valid a motivator as one made under the last vestiges of yuletide cheer.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Hook up the IV, and say goodbye to sleep. Funny thing, I have the first season on DVD, borrowed seasons 2 and 3 from a friend in Madison, and just never managed to get my hands on season 4. Nor did I manage to return season 3 to her before I left, despite running into her on multiple occasions, and even having the DVDs in the car on a couple of those. Just kind of bizarre. On the way out of town, I left the discs with my roommates, with instructions to return them to one of our good friends, who is also friends with the owner of the dvds. Upon reaching Michigan, I went to my local library and got a card, and the first thing I checked for was the availability of Season 4, only to see the set was checked out until 1/3/13. I convinced my dad to renew a long lapsed library card in a neighboring district where he owns property, so as to be able to borrow disc 1 of season 4, which they just happened to have available at the nearest branch (yeah, I totally checked before heading out there). And so, I watch the first three episodes, and plan to go back to see whether the second disc was returned when a friend posts to facebook the momentous news that the series is available on netflix....PROBLEM SOLVED!
Funny thing with netflix is that I'm a hummingbird watcher, picking and choosing among the offerings, sometimes watching and liking things, but then failing to keep on watching, even if I really really like it. Won't be the case with the West Wing, I'll be mainlining the episodes all the way to the end of season 7. It's my pick for best TV series ever.
So I suspect I'll be losing a bit of sleep over the next few weeks. Then again, I still haven't managed to adjust to eastern time zone in terms of what hour I go to sleep, so I also suspect that it won't be that different. Guess I'm just going to have to pick one day, and just frickin fall asleep, which is sadly a lot harder than it sounds/ought to be. And then maybe, I'll wake up in time and with an appetite for breakfast. And then maybe I'll discover whether there really is any benefit to regular sleep and eating breakfast, like we're told. But first things first, cue up another episode of the West Wing.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
I already know I'm going to get slammed by violation on tolls blown through during my move here. I have the i-pass transponder the Illinois DOT uses, because over the last ten years I traveled through Illinois, going to, or through Chicago often enough to make it worth having. Although the balance I had in the system dropped under the $10 auto-refresh threshold after my day after Thanksgiving run to Chicago, the e-mail informing me that the credit card I had on file was expired, and it failed to add funds didn't arrive until after I moved,, going through gates worth approximately $6-7 in tolls. I didn't see the e-mail until a couple days further on. I made a good few attempt to get in touch with the IDOT folks, but their customer service phone line is pretty much useless; rather than putting someone on hold if no one is available to take the call, it seems like you're just given a busy signal, and expected to call back or something. Bottom line, here's hoping the violation fees aren't too ludicrous.
That's not necessarily the toll I was speaking of in the title, though, what with the holiday eating getting out of hand over the past week. I did a mid-day weighing today, and saw a number 9 pounds heavier than the last weight I took in Wisconsin, ten days ago. I'm not sweating it, what with a) it coming in the middle of the day, b) after a heavy lunch, c) while I was full of crap (literally), and d) with a few other, less scatological reasons involved. But it's a reminder how easily the weight can go on, as set against the knowledge of how much effort it takes to get rid of.
The fact of the weight loss over the past year gives me a certain level of confidence (tempered, of course by the paranoia mentioned often in this space about how I'm afraid the thinner me is the reality rather than the reality) that whatever portion of that excess is real will be dealt with, once I do join a gym, once the holiday and its more frequent temptations pass, et cetera. But, it's definitely a sobering thought to realize that however imperfect a measure, it's easily possible to change weight, and not for the better, by nearly ten pounds in ten days.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
If anyone's stalking closely enough, they'll notice that I just dipped my toe into the 'community journal' forum and started a topic with that same name. As I typed there, that seems to be the quick thought, talking to myself version of what I end up rambling on about in a blog post, so maybe that will prove a decent outlet for thoughts I leave out of these blog posts (which, given the way I ramble and have no shame in doing so, might be rare), or maybe that will serve as a jumping point for things I expound upon later in this space. I really don't know how, or frankly, whether I'll use that outlet, but it's there, and it's now live, and...ummm...there seems to be a link to it on my sparkpage, which is fortuitous because otherwise it might be difficult for me to get to, if I didn't use it a couple of days and it got buried and I got annoyed that it was difficult for me to get to, so I didn't go to it, and it disappeared into the ether for an extended time...
Come to think of it, that was somewhat how this blog space was for me before I made a deliberate effort to use it over these last few weeks.
Title song link, it's by the band Porcupine Tree. "Arriving somewhere, but not here" is a great phrase for being in the midst of a journey that you haven't reached the end of yet. Might not exactly be what the song is about (I've always thought of it in terms of a drunk driving incident, but maybe because I was living in Wisconsin?), but the title can definitely be expanded to refer to anything you need it to be.
Monday, December 24, 2012
Well, it's snowing, anyway. The entry title is from the hallmark cards ad that just came across the TV as I clicked on the button to open this blog post. Fortunate that it did, because I didn't have any idea what I was going to scribble on about today, but Hallmark is definitely a entity that can bring on a rant, even if the ad makes me laugh every time. Just too many 'holidays' out there based on commerce rather than tradition. Sure, there are people who deserve the recognition cooked up by some ad man for Secretary's Day (I don't even know if that's a real thing, although I suspect it is, and a quick trip to the google machine tell me I'm right, but that I owe an apology to all the Administrative Professionals of the working world since the word secretary might be demeaning whether we're celebrating them on Wednesday, April 24, 2013 or taking them for granted every other day of the year).
That said, Christmas is certainly a 'real' holiday, however you slice it. I've had a complicated relationship with it all along, what with not being christian and not having any religious basis for celebration, but being a kid in the United States, with a mom who really liked the idea of the holiday in a family that wasn't well off so presents were more practical than anything. The feelings have evolved over the years to a point where I'm highly amused at the religious types who deny the pagan origins of the celebrations, and agree with them heartily about the overcommercialization of the holiday. For me, the main thing about this time of year is the friends and family aspect, which is horribly cliche, and oh so true. The distance I had from family, living in Wisconsin the last 9 years, that certainly played a role. I'm a little curious, now that I've moved back to Michigan, if I'll feel differently next year, assuming I remain here throughout 2013. Guess we'll see...
Seeing friends is also a great perk of Christmas, since the holiday often brings them back to the home base (hello captain Obvious!), the only time some of us run into each other each year, or longer. On the other hand, one of those reunions leads to some fantastic overeating, fueled by the Ultimate Cheesebread from a joint called Mr. Pizza. Oh, and T-Hots, which are tater hots stuffed with spicy nacho cheese. And breaded fried mushrooms. And a couple of random items off their menu. But not pizza, because that just wouldn't be right. I mean, who gets pizza from a place called Mr. Pizza? What do they know about that particular food? It's one of those traditions born from college days, although there hasn't been any pro wrestling involved the last few years. Good times, but oh so stupid from a dietary point of view. Not that I'm complaining or apologizing. Just planning on definitely join a gym soon, since the idea of working out at home is a non starter. But so it goes.
Random aside, I have no hope of doing a squat correctly without a weight as a counterbalance right now. I can't squat down without bending at the waist, not without having the feet too wide apart. Back to the google machine to see where the deficiency is, and to see what I might be able to do about it!
Back to where I started this ramble, if you celebrate Christmas, here's hoping you have a merry, happy one! And if not, here's to a great 25th of December!
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