Friday, September 07, 2012
and I'm hearing a jackhammer now.
There's a fire truck that has been parked out on the street for the last couple hours. They came around to many houses in the neighborhood advising us to close our windows. Apparently there is a gas leak. The jackhammer just started, but I think it made me realize just how serious this is. A jackhammer at 11:30 pm is not something ANYONE would be doing if there were another option.
Speaking of fire truck ... very sad for my DDa, but a week ago around mid-day a fire started inside the church where she sings in the youth choir. The church is still standing, but unusable while all sorts of investigations go on - most notably to decide if it is structurally sound. It was put out rather quickly once discovered, but happened at a time that few people would have been there to notice.
They lost the sound equipment and main piano, but thankfully not their whole cabinets of sheet music - or any of the personal instruments their group bring in because they don't store them in that area.
Thankfully no one was injured - just property. Additionally, this is a big city and has many Catholic parishes. Within hours they had notified as many people as possible and already worked out which churches the congregations would go to for the next 6 months or so. But they won't get to hold their Christmas mass and concert "at home" ... and depending on how exact the 6 months is, might even still be away as they come up on Easter.
Leaping topics again - tonight had a very odd bit of thinking going on.
It's already pretty obvious I just about never stop thinking. Scary enough, for all I talk and write, I think so so much more. Most of which I never verbalize. Not even to my best friend for a variety of reasons.
Anyway, some music video or ad on the TV at the gym set me to thinking in a direction I really hadn't before. Dating sites often have lists of things to pick from - age, height, religion, political leanings, pets, kids, etc - when defining our "ideal" mate.
There's one (or two, depending on how I put them) thing that is pretty much a deal-killer for me. I can think a guy is perfect in most every way. If he pulls out a cigarette ... he's scratched off the mental list so completely he might as well not exist. Ditto for drugs. I walked out on my first real boyfriend because a friend of his came over and they pulled out a baggie with cocaine and did a line. I refused to speak to him, refused to let him give me a ride home, wanted nothing to do with him - no matter how much I cared for him. I ignored it with my EX, but one of the nastiest things ever was having him hand me a burning cigarette just to hold for him while he did something only to have my fingers reek. I don't want to ignore it again.
But that's old news. I ~know~ that part of me.
What came as a surprise seeing this one little clip was realizing I want more than I think. I want someone who pays attention to the little things. I want someone who remembers my birthday and says something, not because he is "supposed to", but because I'm actually that important to him. I want someone who actually notices the music I like and don't like, the foods I eat and avoid, and understands my offbeat sense of humor. I want someone who gives as much as he takes.
Yeah, yeah, I'm back to saying I obviously want the impossible Mr. Miracle.
(And, clearly, I'm in one of my very rare moments this evening of actually feeling a sense of loneliness. It won't last long, but I did learn from it.)
Monday, September 03, 2012
For the second training weekend challenge, here's my snapshots, measurements, and goals:
For these snapshots, I actually took a couple on my regular camera, but the memory card is being seen as read-only and I don't have a cable to upload the pictures. So I took these at work in the full-length mirror in our lady's restroom with my phone.
Back view. (Taken with camera phone reversed to the lens on the face, so poorer quality.)
Second back view - legs not together and top of head showing. Just had to include this because the white hair on top amused me - so I left my head in the picture.
Neck: 14 inches
Shoulders: 44 inches
Arm: 13.5 inches
Forearm: 10.5 inches
Waist: 34.5 inches
Hips: 43 inches
Thigh: 24 inches
Calves: 16 inches
The obvious goal since I'm not a maintainer, but not really my big focus, is weight loss:
1) Lose 1 pound per week average, for a total of 12 pounds in 12 weeks.
My primary goal in participating:
2) Be there for my Team (once assigned), Teammates, and all participants in the BLC with cheer and encouragement, from beginning to end. Do this with SparkGoodie Gifts, comments on blogs and forum posts - aiming for at least one a day.
Some other goals:
3) Accept the challenges laid forth by my Team, finding ways to include them together with what I already do, and rise to them.
4) Upgrade my wardrobe, particularly shirts, by the end of the challenge - this time going into winter wear in L sizes. My XL tops are definitely too big (pretty formless along the waist). I'd like this to include at least one cute fitted sweater, turtlenecks, and some nice boots (suede, thicker heel, calf- or knee-high is the plan).
5) If I actually lose at least 12 pounds, I'll be ending very close to my original goal of 160. Think as much with how I'll transition to maintenance as with losing, considering how my typical meals and snacks will be adjusted, how or whether my workouts will change, and decide if I want to drop to a half-pound loss per week which means taking a little longer but smoothing the adjustment.
Monday, September 03, 2012
The Color Me Rad! 5k in San Jose was an absolute blast. I took pictures with my phone, so here we go.
It was about a half mile walk from the bus stop to the Fairgrounds and from the moment I got off, I could see groups in white clothing walking in the same direction. Groups gradually merged and this was a shot of people just as we were approaching the entrance.
This is the main staging area before the race. Some people had bought color packets and were getting started coloring each other up. Others were remaining relatively clean.
Another part of the main staging area - the guys in the lift were the DJs / announcers for the event.
The necessary beach balls to lob around were visible and here you can see a few people already started with colors.
The ground where one group had business colored each other, leaving behind what didn't stick. Patches like this could be found all over.
The starting gate. There were originally four start times, each 10 minutes apart, that we chose from. However, the sheer number who showed up ultimately led to them breaking each wave up even further using a rope and a hose as "markers" to split groups.
More pictures of the crowd in the first wave at the starting line. About this point I realized it might be wise to head toward the end of the line ... and later was thankful I had as the line kept growing behind us even as groups were started.
The "Oh, hey, I'm so clean still!" before picture.
No pictures during the run, of course - didn't want to leave my poor phone exposed.
The "OMG, I have clean spots still!" after picture.
You might have seen the RAD tattoos in some of the other pictures if they were larger. Some people had them on their arms or necks. A number of guys with shaved heads had them on their scalp. I and many others picked our legs. This is my after leg including stick-on tattoo. (I'm actually surprised sometimes at how my calves look - this is one of those times.)
Past the finish line.
Here's someone who REALLY took getting drenched in color seriously!
Tutus were, of course, a fixture. (This particular image was before. )
The rainbow unicorns were a little unexpected, but quite appropriate.
I didn't get pictures of others, but there was one guy running in a wedding dress, a couple of guys in what I'd call clean room suits, and one girl in some sort of full body (including over the head) white bodysuit.
Many lined up after to get pictures taken. This is the best look at just how completely coated in color some people were.
And a last look over that main staging area - after the race - from the opposite side.
And THAT was the Color Me Rad! 5k in San Jose in 2012!
Saturday, September 01, 2012
Somehow even knowing tomorrow is September, I'm having trouble wrapping my head around August being done with. It was a full month, that's for sure. Without further ado, here's how I did on my August goals:
== August goals ==
1) Weight stably between 175 and 180 pounds.
** I'm currently bouncing between 177.5 and 178.5 so definitely got this one.
2) August 5k.
** Didn't quite accomplish this one. The only August 5ks that I could find were too inconvenient. (Even if they sounded fun like the Golden Gate Park one.) But I do have two for September, and had already decided Color Me Rad! tomorrow would count as my August one. So while I'm not saying Goal Met, I do indeed consider it a thumbs up, good job.
3) Lights out no later than 12:30 pm Sunday to Thursday night.
** Well, I did so-so on this one. I know there were a few nights that I wasn't fully done, lights out and eyes closed until closer to 1:00 am. (haha, only just noticed that should have said 12:30 am)
** On the plus side, I was more conscious of the time and at least preparing for bed by that time, even if I wasn't finished. It wasn't a complete flop, but it was better than I'd been doing the last couple months - which was the real purpose.
4) Add cholesterol to the things I track.
** Okay, so that alone is a little too easy. However, what this proved to me is that I really don't have any trouble with my dietary cholesterol. I was only over the recommended range (>250) on three days - and every one of those was a day I had an egg or two. I am not concerned with the cholesterol I get from egg yolk, especially since I'm routinely so low that my weekly average never went over 200.
5) 30 day test of Proactivity as my daily measure.
** This happened, but more because I had the sudden realization that every action I'm taking with deliberation toward improving my health and fitness IS proactive. Things like consistently cleaning my teeth every night are proactive steps. So I feel ready to move on to the next chapter.
I've already met one of my Fall goals as well:
1) Roller-blade once or twice.
** The first time I found the skates incredibly uncomfortable. The second time I put my specially made insole in and found it made quite a difference. They're still uncomfortable, but with high socks, jeggings, and the insoles, it wasn't too bad. And it definitely was a fun way to add some more activity.
Another of my Fall goals (to walk at least three 5ks) will be done right as Summer comes to an end - the other 5k in September I have is on the 22nd.
SUMMARY? I feel I did pretty good. I didn't really challenge myself much with the goals, but I did face down the sleep one and find that I can gradually ease myself back to a more reasonable schedule as long as I'm not too hard-nosed about it.
== September goals ==
1) Weight stably below 175 pounds.
** The usual.
2) Adjust my calorie range and workouts for a little more balance.
** I went from a stated 40 minute minimum to doing 60+ minutes daily, and haven't been taking it as easy on my rest days. I've also noticed my calories in spiking more often. Neither is optimal. Try to vary things a bit this month to find a better balance.
3) Track the main vitamins just to see how I typically do.
** I realize that quite a few of the foods I eat won't have the nutrition info for anything but A, C, Iron, and Calcium - but I'm going to track those, B12 and B6, D, E, Zinc, Magnesium, and Potassium. Not worrying about balancing them yet - just seeing where I'm getting what I am.
4) Read the next chapter of 7 Habits again and start working on the practical application.
** Time to move forward with this.
5) Get registered for Oktoberfest and Turkey Trot for this year.
** These should open for registration soon, so keep an eye out.
6) Begin preparing for sleep at midnight as often as possible.
** Not going to set a number of days, or a time - but I do want to have my teeth clean, clothes packed, and be comfortably in bed by 12:30 am even if I'm finishing off some things on my laptop or reading.
In addition to the above, I do have my BLC#20 goals to figure out, and snapshot and measurements to do.
My mid-September weigh-in and review will be my 1-year Sparkversary. My join date is in June, but I literally joined for the menu planner, decided it wasn't what I wanted, and left. I came back in September when I was ready to make a bigger change and JAHCANNON happened to mention SparkPeople in another forum we both posted on. So even though SP considers me already well past the 1-year point, I will wait until the 16th to grab the award.
And I have some Fall goals to get done.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
If I hadn't seen a mother duck with 14 ducklings, I might not have an appreciation for that particular idiom.
(What also comes to mind is a Youtube video I saw of a mother duck trying to lead her little family somewhere in very strong gusty winds. www.youtube.com/watch?v=SEBLt6Kd9EY Watching that again just now, what was interesting to me was to think about how we can get completely blown off track by something uncontrollable in our lives - our own crosswinds. Can we do like that family of ducks did and make the choice to get right back on our feet and regroup? Not just once, but every single time the wind gusts us.)
Anyway, that wasn't the reason for the title.
What was the reason for the title is the combination of several things that have me trying to make sure I'm remembering everything I need to remember.
Usually I do my strength training on M-W-F. If circumstances require, I shift those one day. So there have been weeks I did M-W-Sa, and there have been weeks I did M-Th-Sa, or even Tu-Th-Sa, but I always returned back to M-W-F.
Thing is, DDa does her choir practice on Thursday, so she is most likely to text me randomly to meet for dinner on Wednesday or Friday. (In fact, the vast majority of those circumstances pushing the dates have been spontaneous dinners with her.)
In addition, Monday is the most crowded and annoying night to do weights at the gym. Every time I have to adjust, I find weekend weight work very pleasant in comparison.
Also, the gym closes an hour earlier on Friday. Doing my full routine with weights doesn't leave me quite enough time for a shower and I feel rushed.
All of which had me thinking about swapping my weight training days around. I considered the possible combinations and had just about decided moving it to Su-Tu-Th had the greatest appeal and workability.
Then I registered for BLC#20. The daily challenges for Thursday ... are strength training.
At this point it seemed to be cosmically ordained. =P
Except for the actual step of getting swapped over. Last week I had to shift to M-Th-Sa for both that and DDa wanting to meet up on Wednesday. The Thursday worked good for the TNT (Tone -n- Tighten) challenge, but that meant the next ST day had to be Saturday. Because I always leave a rest day between, that meant I couldn't start this week with Sunday. Instead, I have to make this week a M-W-F and start next week as Su-Tu-Th.
Worse, this past Sunday I decided to try out "Zeke's class". He's one of the Personal Trainers at the gym, the one who I've seen challenging and pushing groups of girls with strength training and cardio. Without knowing what his class entailed, I agreed to attend IF I woke up early enough on a Sunday (for a 10:30 am class).
His class was a strength training group class. I stayed for half an hour, doing squats and crunches and planks and more. When that part was done and he was setting up stations with dumbbells and other equipment, I slipped out. I'd done my full weights on Saturday and was doing my full weights on Monday.
OOF ... I'm getting a little sore / muscle tired. I haven't had a two day break since the Monday to Thursday jump of last week, and Saturday, Sunday, and Monday all had some sort of strength training. I also had my normal weights tonight and have the challenge exercises for tomorrow then normal weights again on Friday.
Oh ... and have I mentioned that I'm doing the Color Me Rad! 5k on Saturday morning? (Yeah? Several times now? Sorry!)
Which reminds me ... I also have to make it to packet pickup at one of the most inconvenient locations imaginable for someone without a car on either Thursday or Friday night. Friday is out because I have to get my weights done or I'll have to put the swap off another week. So tomorrow after work I have to ride two buses for an hour then walk 1.4 miles to get to the store for the packet, then another 1.5 miles to another bus stop to ride another three-quarters of an hour to the gym to get the rest of my cardio and the challenge exercises done.
Good Grief! *Charlie Brown voice*
I feel like one of those poor ducklings right now.
And just to prove I'm as completely loopy as I sound, that made me think of one of my favorite scenes in Aristocats: Think Goose! (Tune is called something like Goose Steps High.) "Mama, do we have to waddle like they do?"
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