Saturday, March 29, 2008
Well, the hips don't lie (although I confess as I was watching the video, Shakira sounded a lot like Dolores O'Riordan of The Cranberries and that's just plain weird). Mine are bigger than they should be.
I noticed this (well, I've noticed this for a while, but it was really brought home for me this way) while trying on my interview clothes. Yes, it's that time again.
Everything fit as needed but some of the blouses bowed out at the hips. Hence unless I tuck them I can't wear them. And I'm gonna have to wear them as I'll need some options. Plus what happens if I'm still interviewing into the hot summer months? I can't be wearing long sleeves or even three-quarter sleeves in June and July. I have similar issues with blazers but if I leave them unbuttoned no one would notice.
But that doesn't detract from the fact that I could wear, um, five suits! Plus I have a skirt which is snug but I could fake it if I really had to. I'll be fitting into that one -- without faking it -- in less than a month, I figure.
I am stressed about not knowing my job situation. No question! But I'm still watching my food intake, still exercising, still drinking the water. And -- as should be no great surprise -- still losing weight!
I am coming up on my second goal, which will also make me more than halfway to my 60 lb. intermediate goal (the one on the ticker -- but I'll extend the ticker once I've made it). I'm not gonna let stress and a change in job circumstances keep me from getting where I need to go.
In the meantime, perhaps I'll belly dance like Dolores -- I mean Shakira -- in the video. I am part Spanish, but it's Sephardi. Not exactly the same.
What the hell. I'll just fake it. ;)
Friday, March 28, 2008
Well, it's a picture of me, actually. Front and center in that photo which is my before pic.
I'm also going to add a pic that I took after I hit my first goal.
I am coming up on my second goal.
And I won't spend my life just wishing. I'm gonna work, and get there.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Today's entry is devoted to my greatest supporter. He's been with me through 11 sizes, 200 lbs. up and down, 3 states lived in, and 7 different career paths, all in the span of close to 20 years.
Through it all he's been unfailingly supportive and kind. He's been patient with the many changes I've gone through and takes it all in stride. This latest journey has him very excited as we're doing so much more together. When walking is already happening, can basketball, wiffleball and frisbee be far behind?
He's also been incredibly patient with the changes in our diet. We eat different foods now, and the junk food is out of the house. And that doesn't seem to faze him. In fact, without breaking too much of a sweat, both literally and figuratively, he's lost a good 9 lbs.! Plus he's become an oatmeal convert and is learning to really enjoy my new repertoire. Heck, he makes a good half of our meals. He's into it, and that helps in so many ways.
This guy I'm talking about is my incredible husband. And I call that a bargain. www.noolmusic.com/videos/dusty_sprin
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Not a good day, although it started off just fine.
Not a diet issue, not an exercise issue. Just a job issue.
So now I have to look, deal with the resume, all of that stuff.
So excuse me if I'm around less. I have to take care of this, and do it without turning to food for solace. I know I can do that -- just have to translate that confidence over to the search.
I hate looking for work. I hope it's done quickly.
See you all, soon I hope.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Okay, yeah, I'm a fan. A huge fan (although I'm getting smaller).
Today was Opening Day and it all started super-early because it was being played in Tokyo. Things did not look good for our boys. They were losing, 2-0 in the first inning, then it was tied, then 3-2 (and they were still losing), then 4-4 and an extra inning and then it was 6-4 and we were winning (well, they were; I didn't actually swing a bat for them although I did so in spirit), then Oakland scored and it was again not looking too great. But they pulled it out and won, 6-5.
But this entry isn't about the Red Sox, not really, despite the title.
It's about pulling it out even when things look hopeless. It's about turning things around.
Not to be too self-indulgent, but a plateau is sort of like that. It's easy to feel that it's suddenly hopeless, that the good times are behind you because YOU SCREWED UP BADLY. Even if you didn't screw up, even if you did everything right, that nagging feeling creeps into the back of your brain. You know that feeling, that little voice. That's the one that says, "You're not meant to succeed at this. You're never going to be thin. It's meant for everyone but YOU. YOU will never get there. So just throw in the towel, right now, because it's hopeless."
But there's more than one inning in the game, and more than one chance in life. Right now, I'm in a small slump. But the key word there is "small". The way you get out of a slump is, you keep batting. You keep swinging. You keep trying. Because eventually you're going to connect, and then it'll be as if the slump never happened.
I am here to say that I am still batting. I am still swinging. I have not taken my bat and gone home. No, no. Not yet. NOT ME.
PS I got to meet Jim Rice today, and got his autograph! :)
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