Sunday, December 18, 2011
This is so like me....
Thursday last week I was making chili. We use canned kidney beans.
So, I was cleaning out the cans preparing them to put in the recycling, when RIPPPPPP!!!!! right across the top of my right hand thumb, a two inch slash from a rough edge on one of the lids.
It bled, a lot, had to apply pressure to stop it. And of course, bending the thumb (cut right across the thumb knuckle) was painful to say the least. I will stop with the detail, kind of graphic.
So, the above led to no guitar work for a couple of days.
I am now bandage free and can bend the darn thing with little or no pain.
Think I will go and play my music!
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
If you have been following my friend feed, you will see day after day of string changing, and tuning, and tuning, and tuning...thought I would say a bit more. Non-musicians, feel free to skip this one, but, you might find it interesting.
The really nice things about guitar strings are that they are the one disposable you have on a guitar. After taking a deep breath and putting out many dollars for your guitars, you think twice about trading, or selling. And if you've chosen right you don't want to. But strings, ah, there you can experiment and have a bit of fun.
Now, one of my guitar teachers once said that all strings are made in the same factory and are just put into different wrappers. Can you believe this? It may be true, but he was kind of cynical, and had long hair, so I try to take the comment with a grain of salt. It would break my heart if true.
Now, strings for classical guitars are typically called "nylon strings." Three of the set of six are actually nylon, and three are metal wound around a multiple thread core. At least that's the way it used to be. There are newer developments, such as composite strings, and graphite strings, but I am kind of traditional and stick to just plain nylon.
Now, nylon strings, especially the ones that are actually nylon, stretch. And stretch. And stretch. and ssssttttrrrreeeetttccchhhhh. They can go down a half tone in a matter of seconds after being tuned up when they are new.
So, you never, never, never change strings just before a lesson. Or even worse, just before a public playing or performance. You change strings about a week before any of these occasions, and spend time tuning, and tuning, and tuning.....
The thing is, brand new nylon strings sound phenomenal. They sound the best they will ever sound during their life on your guitar. But you can't really enjoy them, because you are tuning, and tuning, and tuning....
And then comes a time, oh, just about a week after stringing to maybe two weeks after stringing. This is the sweet spot. This is when the darn things are staying in tune long enough to actually play music on, and are still sounding almost as good as brand new.
I am approaching the sweet spot on both my Yamahas.
And smiling about it.
Wednesday, December 07, 2011
Did I happen to mention that I kept up?
So, I was in downtown Toronto today for a meeting. The office where the meeting was held is about a five block (long blocks) walk from the train station.
Walking to the meeting, I was by myself.
Walking from the meeting, now, that was another story.....
I have never really kept up. My brothers used to walk me to school and I remember having to run to keep up with them, they saw no need to slow down....
Later, I still had problems. Because of my short stature and my correspondingly short legs. Because of my excess weight. Because the other people seemed to be walking a gazillion miles an hour..... Even when I was getting exercise with treadmilling, I could not keep up!
Then came Sparkpeople and my handy dandy fitbit. All of a sudden I realized that I would get more SparkPoints by treadmilling faster. And the handy dandy fitbit is incredibly accurate in measuring mileage and steps. So I gradually built up my mph on the treadmill....
Back to today. I walked to the train station with two female colleagues.
Both were a decade or two younger.
Both were significantly taller than me...heck, just about everyone is significantly taller than me...
Neither was overweight.
AND I KEPT UP!
Technical note--I was wearing my ridiculously expensive MBT boots, so had the power of that technology behind me (or should I say under me). One colleague was in flats and another in low heels.
But, I was carrying a heavy briefcase with computer inside, and they weren't, so that kind of leveled the playing field.
It was easy to keep up. In fact, I had to slow down a bit a few times (imagine Ode to Joy in the background) so the colleague in heels could keep up. HA! SHE COULDN'T KEEP UP WITH ME!
Isn't that something?
Thanks Sparkpeople, fitbit, and MBT's!
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Actually, I have no idea what that means, but it sounds cool.
So, in travelling around these Sparkpages, I could not help but run across MOSTMOM1. It started with the guinea pigs, which I had as pets for years. They are sooooo stupid and soooo cute. Any creature that thinks lettuce is the best food ever has got to be not so smart.
But I digress. It became evident (how could it not become evident) that MOSTMOM1 was really into hooping. I watched the vlogs and read the blogs. I thought, that looks like an incredible amount of fun! I I had a hoop when I was a girl and was able to keep it up! (I'm not on the most athletic side). I have three days after my cardio when I don't do weights and why don't I hoop?
So I did my research. And found that you pretty much had to order a hoop online here in Canada, another great idea had not quite made it to the land of ice and snow yet. But, to my joy, Amazon.ca had lots of hoops for sale. 3 pound, 4 pounds, 5 pounds, contoured or not, falling apart at the seams according to on-line reviewers...
Looking at the wwww (wonderful world wide web) I learned the right size and weight for my pixie stature. And, again joy, Amazon.ca had one that shipped in pieces, had gotten good reviews, with FREE SUPERSAVER SHIPPING! Whoo-hoo!
So, credit card used, order placed, and good old reliable Amazon .ca (they are actually a really reliable site) had the thing at my door in two days.
So I put it together and watched the DVD of these young, beautiful women with indescribably lovely midsections demonstrating hooping. Self-esteem appreciably diminished, I took up the hoop. It is HUGE!. Theoretically, the larger it is the easier to keep up. My first attempt was truly laughable. I could not keep it up and was out of breath in about 2 minutes. And I do an hour on the treadmill each day. Whassup?
My admiration of MOSTMOM1 increased googleplexly. Hooping is not easy.
But, I did not give up. I am hooping for about 3 minutes each time now, no or little dropping, and my waist hurts. I think this is the Zen of hooping. What is fun is also darn good exercise.
Tomorrow is a hoop-after-cardio day. I embrace the anticipation and the actual experience.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
So, I have been reading a lot about the above.
For 13+ months, I have been one of the 5%, maintaining a loss of just more than 100 pounds. What a lot of work1 Could I fall of the 5% wagon? You betcha! Sparkpeople, fitbit, other tools keep me sane and more or less at goal. What I write from now on reflects my thoughts, I am not an expert except for what I have learned on my own journey....
Just plain hunger--well, that is pretty easy to figure out, and to deal with for me. I get the stomach growls, or sometimes when I have gone too far below my goal, I get the sweats and shakes. I rarely get the stomach growls, as I plan my eating very carefully time-wise and my body has adjusted. Sweats are more spontaneous (recently twice when I have been lifting weights) and can be asssited by a piece of fruit, something with natural sugar. No big deal.
Now cravings, for me these are desires to eat specific foods, those that I usually eat anyway. Chicken or steak? Cauliflower or carrots? Pear or apple? These are petty much managable as well, as if I can't deal with the craving right away I can tell myself tomorrow, and am satisfied.
Now, binging......I have learned a lot about binging from SP and am so grateful. I am an emotional binge eater. I remember as a girl sneaking chocolate covered graham crackers into my bedroom to eat and it went downhill from there. Binging is, for me, insanity (no slurs intended to anyone). When I want to binge, I can keep it away for a day or two but in the end I succumb to keep the top of my head from blowing off. It is a matter of pressure and release, related to speficic social situations, specific emotions, and specific foods. So far, I have found that it is better to binge and then use the calm days that follow to work the extra weight off (usually no more than a pound or two). Also, binge foods are absolute poison from a nutrition perspective (Frosting out of the can, anyone? Peanut butter? Hot chocolate mix?) and I would never eat them in a planned eating day, although I have a hot chocolate drink every day--that's a drink, not the powder!
So what have I learned? I've got an eating disorder, an addiction, and in a lot of ways am very fortunate that I never got above 212 pounds.
That I will probably need specific therapy to address the binging.
That I have found a way (kind of) to cope.
And again, SP is the tops with challenges and streaks. I would be in worst shape for sure without the Spark!
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