Wednesday, October 26, 2011
I was planning to switch my SparkDiet stage to one. But then I decided I didn't need to relearn how to use SparkPeople, so I didn't.
But, yes. I'm back to FastBreak goals. I'm going to do one at a time. This week, and I know, Starfish, I should have figured this out last week, is eat a healthy breakfast. Emphasis on healthy, though. I do eat breakfast everyday, but sometimes it's 7-Eleven taquitos or salt and vinegar chips.
Those are actually out now, because I was so inspired by LOVEBYRD's idea of not eating food from "out" for a month, that I'm doing it now with my husband. We started on Monday, and my plan is to get through all of November and maybe see how far into December we can go. I suppose I could buy salt and vinegar chips at the grocery store, and it wouldn't count, but that's just asking for trouble.
Meanwhile, I'm increasing the amount of water I need to drink in order to allow myself a diet soda. In the past, it's been one diet soda for every quart or water. I've moved up to 5 cups. I'll move up to 6 with my next FastBreak goal. And I'll let SparkPeople's seemingly random setup of FastBreak goals determine my route. I can't really go wrong no matter which ones I choose in any given week.
Tonight is BodyPump and BodyCombat. 2 hours. I hope I do okay. I slacked the last couple weeks.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
My 10-year high school reunion was this past weekend. I’m pretty sure that I lost no weight from the moment I decided to make it my “deadline,” as it were, to the time of the reunion. I was quite disappointed in myself, truthfully, I mean, I had something like five months, maybe even more, and I couldn’t control my eating, exercising and smoking enough to pull off even a lousy five pounds? Com’on!
It didn’t help that when I got there, everyone still looked fabulous. I noticed two people who had also gained weight from high school, and one had had a baby, so duh. I left the tailgate party not acutely, but noticeably aware that, compared to these lovelies, I was a slob completely incapable of controlling myself to lose even an iota of weight in anticipation of an event months in the future.
At the actual reunion party, there was more mingling and there were more still gorgeous girls, including girls I hoped never to see again. I mean, really? At least THOSE girls could have gotten fat, right? Not a chance.
It was only after the reunion and when I had come home that I remembered a conversation I was part of/overheard at the party and came to a realization. The girl was saying, “…then I lost 40 pounds and gained 15 back.” To my recollection, she had exactly the same figure in high school, but I’m presuming the part I hadn’t heard involved an amount of weight she had originally gained since high school.
And then, it came to me.
My perception is all kinds of skewed! Plus, I haven’t seen these people in 10 years. I haven’t thought of most of them in the same amount of time! And I think that I can remember what they actually looked like in high school? Really? I can tell that they gained exactly zero pounds and still look as tight and taut and adolescent as they did back then? Not a chance. And looking at them through 29-year-old eyes makes me realize that sure, they look fabulous…but for 28 or 29, not 16.
And if I can’t tell, neither can they. They probably see me through 28-year-old eyes, too. Sure, I think it’s crazy-obvious that I am…well, there’s a picture from the tailgate party that I’m not ready to share…but maybe they didn’t notice that I am…well.
And even if they did, it comes back to a quote I heard from Dr. Phil: “You wouldn’t care what other people think of you if you knew how rarely they did.”
Thus, if they remember then, they don’t notice now.
Well, that’s a relief!
I don’t want y’all to think that I had a lousy time at my reunion or walked around feeling sorry for myself or sat in a sauna for the 24 hours immediately prior. I had a good time. It wasn’t an amazing time, but it was cool. I’ll go again in 10 years.
The other thing I’m noticing is a sense of post-apocalypse. This was kind of as far into the future as I had considered with regard to weight loss and the like. I mean, I take for granted of course that I will continue to Starfish, and that I’d like to lose my 5% in a 5% Challenge someday, and I’ll still have all my same SparkFriends and keep track of my SparkAmerica minutes. I mean, I didn’t think about any goals beyond this. And I realize I probably should make them. Even though I’m batting a zero when it comes to meeting goals.
I "just" need to figure that out. Goals that don't make me feel guilty. Goals that get results. Goals that maybe don't focus on pounds so much as other numbers or actions.
Then there's the issue of plans. What do I plan? I still want to go to my BodyPump and BodyCombat classes. But that's all I got.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
So Phil has requested that we write down at least pfive pfavorite things about my body. So here it goes:
1. Today, I sliced my pfinger on one of those paper cutters. I bled kind of a lot and pfor kind of awhile, and it gave me time to think about how INCREDIBLE our bodies are. I mean, to think of all those little red blood cells rushing to that cut to shore things up, and how amazing is it that the blood creates a clot and a scab to let things heal.
2. I have small wrists. They are extremely cute.
3. My eyes are a great shade of blue.
4. I have strong pectoral muscles.
5. My hair is really nice and unrefined. I've never dyed it, I don't blow dry it, or curl it. So it's soft and the natural color is nice. And it sits nice. I don't have to do anything but run a brush through it. I don't even comb it after I shower. It doesn't pfrizz or turn out where it should turn in and vice versa. It's great.
Good stuff. Thanks, Phil, and his ghostwriter, JENNSWIMS!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
I'm behind on the Punxatawny Phil Pforty Challenge, but I'm going to catch up!
Right now, I'm saving the "I'm All Right" groundhog dance for another time, but I want to go ahead and blog the Pfive Reasons I'm Pfabulous now.
1. I'm generous and caring. I take in exchange students and currently have a pfriend pfrom college living with me pfor token rent (and at the rate her job search is going, pretty soon no rent). She just got her Masters pfrom one of the top schools in the country (Ivy League) and still hasn't pfound a job after pfour months! The thing is, I kinda don't want her to. I'd like her to stay here pforever. She's part of my pfamily now.
2. My dog is super-pfabulous, and that makes me pfabulous by extension. Sammy is truly the greatest, even though he's got some problems that other people wouldn't overlook. When I saw him, it was love at pfirst sight.
3. I value honesty, integrity, beauty, respect, responsibility, manners, intelligence, kindness, consideration and leadership. I probably value other things as well, but it's 3:40am, so that's all I got.
4. I can speak three languages.
5. I know what I ultimately want to do...though I'm still a little unsure how to get there.
Thanks, JENNSWIMS, pfor this challenge!
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
As I went to bed last night (tonight? It's 3:45am...and I'm going back to bed in 15 minutes), I was thinking, and I was actually really happy.
I didn't have to be. My interim/new boss made a ridiculous request of us and gave us an impossible deadline, but actually, you know, it was so ridiculous and impossible that I didn't even get mad about it. I just laughed and laughed and laughed. I'd show people the second email with the deadline and start laughing again. Really, it was that good.
But I'll do my best to get it done, so much less Sparking at work, I'm afraid.
And for some reason, I've lately been having terrible flashbacks to when I dropped Sammy. I see him on the ground, seizing, A LOT. It's awful.
And we had to throw out some chili that smelled questionable. I hate wasting food.
But none of that has to do with the fact that I'm really happy.
Why am I so happy?
1. I stayed within my calorie range yesterday, on the low end, as planned. And I even got to eat a few Fritos.
2. I had good sessions with my part-time job last night.
3. Traffic wasn't that bad either coming or going yesterday.
4. I went to the gym.
5. I got a lot of my "stories" watched.
6. My dog is super-cute.
7. I ate a delicious Red Pepper and Tomato Soup from SparkRecipes for lunch, and it was so awesome that my friend wanted the recipe.
8. I got a decent amount of work done (although did not start on the ridiculous, impossible assignment).
And it's strange how all of this has so much to do with perspective and whatever mood you just happen to be in. I could have gotten really angry about the ridiculous and impossible. I could be devastated at the images that play in my brain. I could be really annoyed about the chili. I'm just not. But it's not inconceivable to me at all that I could be.
And that's something to strive for everyday. I could be negative, but I can strive to "just not be."
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