Friday, December 30, 2011
That's the beginning of my Bottom Line underneath a checklist of "small bites" I'm planning to take this year.
I'm sitting here, armed with my brand new FranklinCovey planner, plotting my road map to the five resolutions to which I'm committing for this year.
I didn't just focus on this year, though. I have an ultimate career goal that I have been dreaming about for years. Every now and then, I get a hankerin' for getting some work done on it, but then I wind up doing tedious research that may or may not help me and may or may not be relevant in ten years...which is probably a decent timeline for getting this accomplished.
So I wrote down the small bites for my easy ones first. Losing weight. Cleaning my house. Reading more. Stopping the smoking. Well, I guess they aren't easy, but they have much fewer "bites" than the big 10-year elephant. I'm considering another blog about these goals, because I don't want you all to think I've been on Spark so long and still haven't figured out that writing "Lose weight" isn't a sufficent plan for doing so. This isn't my first rodeo.
And I started writing down what I need to do with my old elephant. It's an enormous project, so part of the reason I get so bogged down is there is so much to do, and I don't know where to start and in what order to go. But I figured, start writing, then put them into the Covey planner, and I mean, there is so much, does the order of doing things in this year REALLY matter? Probably not.
Then, I noticed a theme in my list. A few snippets:
Order x from y.
Sub point: Suck it up and do it yo!
Talk to my contacts about my plans and straight up ask if they fit.
You get the idea.
Then, I saw the theme, and I wrote my bottom line:
Bottom Line: STOP worrying about people stealing your idea or putting you down! Make it happen!
I'm obviously still a little worried, since I'm not putting my idea out there in SparkLand to be searched out on the Interwebs and gestohlen. But I'm going to stop worrying about looking like a fool with a crazy plan, and I'm just going to suck it up and do these things that will make my plan make sense.
And it goes for the others as well. Stop worrying about looking like a fool. You can get so much more done if you don't.
And as a gesture to that end, if you want to know the idea, you can SparkMail me.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
I haven't been around much lately. I had the last several days off because my sister was in town. This meant too much eating and too little moving.
I'm also a little down because the stationary bike I bought is on back order till January 16. When I called to check on the order, they said it was all fine, then called back and said, oh, no, it's on back order. Do you want to cancel?
The next cheapest price is $32 more and should arrive a week to a week-and-a-half earlier. I'm not sure it's worth it. Plus, I have a $10 credit from this particular website because they sent a previous order to my old address (in spite of the fact that it was the first time I'd ordered from them...and I've been in this house for a year and a half!). They gave me the credit for the trouble of schlepping to the old apartment and looking for the package.
Well, after this, I won't be using this website again, so I figure this is my only chance to use the $10 credit.
At first, I thought, what a bummer that I can't work out as much as usual...I won't lose weight! But then today, I remembered the adage about weight loss being 80% about nutrition and 20% exercise. So I am pledging to stay in my ranges with more gusto than before at least until I get my bike.
And I'll keep working out, just not as much. I have a housemate/tenant, so when she's home, I don't want to be exercising, because it feels weird with her here to be rolling all over the floor. But I'll make the most of the time that she's not home.
Good to be back!
Thursday, December 22, 2011
You're going to get one, and maybe two, more updates on my gym drama.
Before I got home to meet the electrician, I stopped by the gym to see the hot assistant manager, and he wasn't there. The man at the desk said he'd be there after 2. So after the electrician finished giving me light, I went back. Stupid Marcos was at the desk, and he said the assistant manager wasn't coming in yesterday, and he'd be there today. Two trips for naught! I left and was so upset, and it was stupid, but I started crying in my car. Crying in my car! It shouldn't be this difficult and stressful!
But then I got mad and decided I was going to buy the bike. I went Christmas shopping for my husband, and my phone rang. It was MARCOS. He didn't know I was I, so he called about my expired membership. I told him, "We spoke about my membership on Sunday, and I told you I wasn't keen on renewing."
He said, "Oh, that's right, but you were going to talk to Melvin, right?"
And I said, "Yes, but he's not here today."
And he said, "Well, if he comes in to workout, I'll refresh his memory and tell him to call you."
So now I've decided to wait until this evening to buy the bike. If the assistant manager calls me today, then I'll figure out what to do then. But I reached out twice, and I'm the one spending money here.
I stopped by the gym a third time last night and waited. I wanted to see my friend from my Combat class. When she came out, I gave her my business card and told her I probably wasn't coming back, but I really like her, so we should hang out. She texted me last night so I have her information.
Through all of this, I haven't been exercising at all. I thought I was going to Pump and Combat last night, but I couldn't (or wouldn't, really) renew my membership. I'm going to do some ST from SP tonight. Sorry, Starfish, but it's all Marcos's fault!
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
I found a bike. Great reviews, reasonably priced. I'm quite pleased.
But I can't give up my membership. As I was talking it over with my husband last night (tonight? It's 3:45 am), I mentioned how sad I was to stop going to see Sharon (my Pump and Combat instructor) and my friend from Combat.
And that's when I realized that the extra $50 (or the extra $111 that the membership costs over the bike) buys me up to 52 sessions with Sharon. 104 sessions, if you count Pump and Combat as two separate classes, which you should.
And THAT, my friends, is worth it.
So today, I'm going to go straight from work to the gym to sign up with the assistant manager and see what all freebies they can give me (I'm going to play it cool and maybe mention the bike!), then I'll come home, get ready and go to see Sharon. I'm spending a lot of extra money here, I gotta make sure I get the most out of it.
Thanks for reading, if you're still reading these boring blogs. I'll try to be more interesting soon!
Monday, December 19, 2011
I went to husband's big gym with him today. I got a cheaper per-month deal there in, like, five seconds.
So there, Marcos!
I found some stationary bikes I liked online, but being 4'10", I knew I'd need to be able to try them out to make sure that I could actually use them, so we hit big sporting goods store after that to try some out. Turned out, there weren't any on display. We inquired as to their return policy, and left more or less satisfied.
Then, we went back to my gym. I walked to the front desk, glanced to the sales desks, and saw Marcos there. Husband said, "We need to discuss membership," and I said, "With anyone but Marcos." The boy said, "Okay, let me go get the assistant manager. I can bring him over here. Marcos isn't even working. He's just here, hanging out."
The assistant manager came over. And he was very nice, and kinda hot. But most importantly, he was very, very nice. I told him about awful Marcos, and that I gave him a hard time, too, but still. He said there was nothing he could do, and that we could talk with the manager tomorrow or Wednesday, but the assistant manager won't be there tomorrow. He said if I come on Wednesday or Thursday, I won't have to pay any additional fees; I can still just reactivate.
So I don't know what to do. I kind of just want to pay my extra $50, but to the nice assistant manager. He offered me free tanning, which is nice, but I don't really want that. I dunno. But at least I feel validated. It's a little closer than my husband's gym.
Maybe I can do like Lulu says, do this, buy the bike, too, and see if I can wean myself off.
I'm still soliciting opinions. =)
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