Friday, February 27, 2009
I've been a bit quiet lately. Things have been a bit crazy lately, but it's kind of normal for this time of year. Springfest, the annual one day belly dance extravaganza Thia puts on every year is a week from tomorrow. I've spent the last week or so sewing like a mad woman to get my costume finished. The vest turned out better than I thought. The bra looks surprisingly good, it's just the belt. Apparently, even though I'm not shrinking out of my regular clothes, I am shrinking out of my costume and I have to readjust the clasps on the belt. Thankfully, Amy is a genius and she gave me some ideas to try to make the belt fit beautifully.
Thia is getting a local news crew to come to her dance studio bright and early to do a little bit of free advertising. The morning lunatic for the local Fox channel is going to come and shimmy at 5:30 in the morning so Thia wants a bunch of her troupe members to show up in full costume...so naturally since it isn't too unusual for me to dance that early in the morning, I'll be there...and hopefully nothing pops up so the rest of my troupe mates will be there as well...and a lot of my beautiful belly sisters in other troupes! If they have a clip online afterwards, I'll be sure to post it!
I've been so preoccupied with the costume that my workouts sort of fell by the wayside. It didn't help this week that my foot has started hurting again. No worries. I just need to get new shoes. I'll be getting them tonight. I just hate having to spend so much money to keep my feet happy!
I also haven't made the healthiest food choices. Last weekend Craig was in Denver so I splurged on my favorite pizza: shrimp and olive. It was a medium pizza and I had that for lunch and dinner every day last weekend. I also had a cinnamon roll for dessert last night and the night before. They were delicious! On some level I think I must be needing comforting because I'm looking for comfort foods. I must be a bit more stressed than I think I am (that happens every so often). Being in pain probably has something to do with it as well. Well, the new shoes will help with that.
Strangely, in spite of the crazy eating, my weight has remained the same and I think things must be shifting around a bit because I went to the thrift store and tried on a pair of size 18 pants and they fit....needless to say they came home with me:) So....I'm wearing anything from an 18-24 depending on the cut...mostly 20-22. I really wish clothing makers would get together and make sizes consistent. I don't care what size I wear, I just want to be able to go to a store and know that something fits true to size; shoes more or less are that way. Of course, there's the issue of vanity sizing. I don't think any woman is immune to it. The funny thing is, most of us aren't trying to wear smaller shoes and we're not focused on fitting into a size 6 shoe, but we're obsessed with fitting into smaller clothing sizes. I wonder why? Granted, in old China foot binding was practiced, but not anymore (as far as I know). Like wrong sized shoes, ill-fitting clothing makes us uncomfortable and we don't function as well when our clothes don't fit well. Just a random thought.
Anyways, all is well, just really crazy busy. I'm going to try to do more physical activity next week and plan my meals better. Craig will be in Seattle for the Microsoft MVP conference and I'll be staying at his place keeping our fish happy (probably the most spoiled group of mollies and guppies around). That means I'll have the Wii :) I'll play with my game My Personal Fitness Coach and be able to finally report back on it. I will say this: if you have a Wii and you like fitness DVDs, My Personal Fitness Coach is something you'll want to get. I've only played with it a few times, but I'm fairly impressed with it.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Larry H. Miller was probably one of the best known Utahns. He was the vibrant owner of the NBA team, the Utah Jazz and he owned a number of auto dealerships, a triple A baseball team , the Salt Lake Buzz, some sort of race track, and even a small local television channel. He died surrounded by his family yesterday.
Last year Larry was diagnosed with diabetes. He spent a lot of time in and out of the hospital and most of the last year if he was at a Jazz game he was in a wheelchair. Larry got the best care money could get him, but it simply wasn't enough in the end.
Larry H. Miller was an amazingly generous man. No one really talks about how generous this guy was. There's a busy intersection where I grew up in Taylorsville, UT. That's roughly fifteen minutes south of Salt Lake City if you take the freeway. My neighborhood was on one side of this intersection and my elementary school was on the other side. When I was in third or fourth grade, I wasn't quite sure how to cross the street. I was really confused about the whole thing. The crossing guard wasn't there to walk me across the street. Well, I think I must've crossed with the green light because I'm still here. There were other kids who weren't so lucky. At least one child was killed at that intersection. In the late 80s there was talk of putting a sky walk across to the school. Everyone thought it was a terrific idea, but the county didn't want to pay and neither did the city (at the time I think Taylorsville was still an unincorporated part of Salt Lake...I was a teenager at the time). For another year or two politicians squabbled over who should pay for the bridge that would save the lives of countless kids. I think Larry H. Miller got sick of the squabbling and pettiness because he put out the money for that bridge. I don't go by that bridge very often, but I am so grateful that he did that for the kids who go to the elementary school I attended.
I'm not a huge sports fan, but I love our triple A baseball team. One day Craig and I were at a game a couple years ago and Larry H. Miller was sitting across the aisle from us on the third base line. He was just another guy watching the game. It was pretty cool. He could've been up in one of the fancy air-conditioned boxes, but no. He was sitting in seats that the average joe would be sitting in and he was enjoying being an average joe. He wanted to be remembered as a man who loved Utah. I think that's how he'll be remembered. At least, that's how I'm going to remember him, as a generous, thoughtful, great Utahn.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Do you try to avoid corn syrup?
While I don't necessarily try to avoing high fructose corn syrup, if I'm given the choice between a product that contains it and one that doesn't contain it and the price is similar, I'll choose the product that doesn't contain HFCS.
At some point in my life I'd like to be able to say most of the products I use don't contain HFCS and I'd also like to be more of a part of the slow food movement, but things are too hectic and let's face it, I simply can't afford to do those things financially or time-wise right now. I'm working on making more dinners at home and eventually I think I'll work on making my own portable lunches, but at the moment I'm not ready to make any more big changes.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Do you think it's easier to stick to a healthy lifestyle when you're single or in a relationship?
This is a timely question for me.
I think it's a lot easier to stick to a healthy lifestyle when you're single. When you're single you don't need to work around other people's schedules/needs. You don't have other people tempting you to sit on the couch and cuddle rather than doing cardio. You don't have to worry about what another person likes to eat.
I'm single on weekdays and I stay with Craig on the weekends. It's easy for me to maintain my routine on the weekdays because I feel like I have more control/freedom to do the things I need to do to stay healthy. On the weekends things get crazy; we eat out (although we've cut that down a lot), our food choices and portions aren't always healthy or reasonably sized. I find myself more likely to lounge all weekend than to move around (although having the Wii helps some). But all of this is about to change.
Craig and I have decided to start looking for a place of our own. In the reasonably near future (less than six months) we're hoping to be moved in to our own condo. This means there's going to be some compromise and some adjustment for both of us. I'm excited about this new phase of my life, but I'm also filled with trepidation; the last time I lived 24/7 with someone else was when I was my mom's caretaker. That was an extremely unhealthy relationship and it has taken me years to heal. I've savored having the freedom of doing what I want when I want without having to consider what another person wants to do; I love being able to spend hours in a craft store (yes, I can spend hours in a craft store) without worrying that someone else is getting bored or being able to spend an evening tangling myself up in a silk veil when I'm trying to incorporate a veil in my belly dancing....or even just spending hours belly dancing!
In short, I've enjoyed getting to know myself better. When I first moved out on my own, I was virtually a stranger to myself. I was literally scared of my own shadow (yes, I even jumped when I saw my own shadow on more than one occasion). I've enjoyed the process of becoming a stronger individual emotionally as well as physically. Please note that I said process. Getting to know ourselves is a never-ending process. Just when you think you know yourself inside and out, something happens and you discover that there are parts of yourself that you really don't know, or worse, that you don't like. One of the things I don't like about myself is that I've become a lot more thin-skinned and I don't take even constructive criticism well a lot of the time...even when I know people are only trying to help me. I used to have a thicker hide and I know I need to work on whatever insecurities are keeping me from receiving constructive criticism somehow. See? Ongoing process of getting to know oneself and learning to accept oneself.
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