Monday, November 05, 2012
A year ago this week, my Grandma Joan died. She and I were alike in so many ways, and when she passed, I spent a lot of time thinking about how to be all the good things she was, and learn from the bad. There is a lot more to say, but today I just feel like part of me is missing.
Monday, October 22, 2012
My super-fit brother asks me every so often "what is your goal?" I rarely have an answer.
Big goals are too big to wrap my head around. Small goals aren't important enough.
My big-picture motivation is my son. I am madly in love with my little 5-year old, and I want to be around a long time to see everything he will do and become. It's just hard for me to think that far ahead. Even if I die at 70, I'll still have almost 40 years with him!
But on the last day of those 40 years, I don't want to look back and think I could have had more if I had just made healthy food choices...
So if not a day 40 years from now, what about this day - Would I trade this day?
Do I want two slices of pizza for lunch, or to spend a couple of hours with him at the end of the school/work day, talking, playing and reading stories?
And tomorrow, I could have a Pumpkin Spice Latte with whole milk and a bacon breakfast sandwich from Starbucks or hear him sing a song they are learning in music class.
There isn't a food in the world worth having fewer years with my son. That doesn't mean I'll never have a cookie again. But if I was just eating one cookie, I wouldn't be in this mess! I'll never eat a dozen cookies in a sitting again. Because no matter what way I look at the picture, my goal is clear.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
I had my headphones on while doing some work that didn't require a lot of brain power, and two of my current fav songs played Cee Lo Green "Bright Lights Bigger City " and "F*** You".
I just think "F*** You" is catchy, I'm not a jilted ex-girlfriend or anything! But both songs have these beats that make me want to move.
Unfortunately my day job has me at a DESK all day. How do I turn the urge to move and dance now (at 11am with my lunch break an hour away and the end of the day 6 hours away...) into inspiration later?
Step 1 is something I can do - download the songs to my phone so I have the music later. Check.
Step 2 - go home at the end of the day, hug my son, make dinner, clean up, find headphones, change in exercise clothes, put on coat, hat and gloves, go outside and walk in the dark.
I'm sure you can see where this plan is easier said than done.
Possible alternate for Step 2 is to walk at lunch time. I have a pair of sneakers I can keep at my desk. I work in a downtown area, so there are unlimited places to walk. I know this isn't a perfect plan - I am sometimes too busy to take a lunch break, or am at other locations - but maybe 3 days a week this could really work to get 30 minutes of walking in.
It's more likely than going out in the dark and cold after dinner, so it's worth a try!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
In the weeks before my 30th birthday, the Tim McGraw song "In My Next 30 Years" was on the radio all the time. Maybe it's on all the time anyhow and I was just noticing it because of my upcoming birthday. Either way, I can't help but think about what my next 30 years will be like.
My first 30 years were pretty great. I have a really good life, to the point that when I say it out loud it's kind of obnoxious - I have a loving husband and a beautiful healthy son. I love my job, we have a new home, I have family, friends, interests, and for the most part my health too. I have a lot to be thankful for, and I think I appreciate what I have.
The other thing I have is a weigh problem. A big, big problem. I'm severely obese.
I stop short of saying "morbidly" because I can still walk a couple of miles at a time, climb stairs, play with my son... But I can't do some things I used to be able to do - jog, climb stairs without breathing hard, cross my legs - and I'm finding that I avoid activities that might be uncomfortable at my size like biking or amusement parks.
In my next 30 years, I want to do anything I choose, and not let my weigh stand in the way.
I think that I've taken for granted that I've been fairly healthy despite my weight for a long time. I was able to do physical activities, and didn't have health problems or aches and pains so I didn't feel any need to change (except when clothes shopping :D). But now that my knees crack going up stairs and I can't jump up from the floor when my son wants to run to another room, I get the feeling that high blood pressure and diabetes aren't far behind.
Now's the time. I'm 30, I have everything I dreamed of in life, and it's time to put this last piece into place!
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