Friday, June 05, 2009
Altho they say rest days are important, I walk the dogs every day -- twice a day most days. I have the opportunity, tho, to take a real rest day this weekend. We'll be away, so no dogs to walk.
I had a semi-rest day last weekend; only about 6000 steps. I've logged 12,000 - 13,000 most days this week. I did have a small gain this week, but my period is due to start any moment -- altho this always bothers me, because I have managed not to gain and even to lose occasionally with TOM; but that's life I suppose.
I haven't had a vacation since last August, and other than the very few days I've traveled this year, I don't think I've taken a single rest day; even then, I usually try to get some amount of walking in.
It would be a no-brainer, I suppose, except for the fact that there's the reunion & brunch with my friend.
So what do you think: should I go for a walk Sunday morning, or just take a rest day?
Thursday, June 04, 2009
I'm not talking about the exercise bike here, either. So you find yourself doing the same things, over and over, throughout your life?
I get interested in something, or start something, and throw myself whole heartedly into it. I either start a new job, take up a new hobby, or maybe even just take one class. Then I start buying every book pertaining to my new love I can find, and every supply I need, too. Some things I stick with -- like knitting -- although my interest may wax and wane; others I am either into intensely, then burn out, or I never really get that into them anyway.
It's happened to me over and over again throughout my life. When I started working in a printing plant, I learned a lot & I loved it -- that knowledge did come in real handy when I started my own graphic design business, too, just as I'd planned. But by the end, I couldn't wait to leave my job. The same with my graphic design business. I would stay up late (for me), lost in working on designs, but by the end, I was so burnt out, I closed my business and don't want to start up again.
Then there was the bookbinding class I took. We made our own hardcover books. It was fun. I was going to make my own books -- I bought books about it, I bought a ton of paper and some other supplies. How many books have I made? Exactly zero. And all that paper? It got moved with us, still untouched years later -- probably to be donated or sold in a garage sale, because a) I no longer have the space for it and b) it'll never get used in my lifetime, anyway.
Of course weight loss journeys can be like that, too. You're super motivated to start, then as the days, weeks, months, years drag on, you find your motivation slipping. It's hard work. Maybe you lost the weight, but are tired of all the work. Or maybe you couldn't lose the weight and figure why bother.
I'm hoping I can break my life cycle. Become more aware of what I am doing to myself: of the junk I don't want to haul to my next home -- both weight and stuff.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Nothing like a move to show you what's really important to you.
I remember when we moved to Austin, we were moving to an apartment that was smaller than our condo. Since it was a temporary move (and the company paid for it), we put a lot of stuff in storage. 2 years later we got that stuff back -- and, of course, let a lot of it go.
There were many things I could live without right away when we moved here; my cookbooks weren't one of them. I didn't immediately unpack the cookbooks (altho I did mail a few I thought were really important up to my husband beforehand, so I'd have something); but after a week or so I wanted them.
And when I couldn't find some of my favorites, I started to hunt down cookbook boxes whereever they might be.
Regular books, of which I also have plenty, are almost all still in boxes. And they can probably remain that way for a while, too. The ones that happened to be waiting to be read are already unpacked -- they were in with our bedroom stuff.
I know that I'll be getting rid of a lot more books. It won't be easy. I hate getting rid of books. But I'm trying to simplify my life. And even tho I cull my cookbook collection on a regular basis, I will probably always have a lot of cookbooks. They're important to me.
I have to think about what else is important to me. Was having the dessert at the Cheesecake Factory really that important to me? Most of the time, I'd rather wait for an amazing dinner at a local restaurant for dessert than a chain restaurant. My own stuff can rival most restaurants, so I'm not depriving myself. Plus, there's the reunion this weekend. I doubt that food will be great, but you never know -- it was a high end high school, so maybe it will be better than I'm expecting. And I'm going to brunch with a friend the next morning, too. So I'd rather save my calories for that.
Maybe if there'd been anything on the menu at the Cheesecake Factory that was reasonable, I might have gone for dessert. Even their salads (which our lunch companion had) looked pretty fattening.
What foods are important to you? I can live without french fries most of the time. I generally prefer sweet potato fries, and you don't get that at restaurants too often. So if they're luke warm & salty, they don't hold a lot of attraction for me.
Chocolate, in some form, is very, very important to me. I won't give it up. Almost all the desserts I make are chocolate.
Store bought cookies? They rarely satisfy me. Why bother?
I guess that's life -- deciding what's really important to you.
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Rome wasn't built in a day. Every journey begins with a single step. Baby steps, baby.
Yeah, you get the idea -- everything you've always heard; it's true. You didn't put the weight on overnight, and it won't come off overnight, either.
After trying on & choosing which dress to wear, I was tempted to add more running workouts into my week this week. To burn off a bit more calories. Like one week would really make a difference, right?
I run because I just need to push myself a bit harder some days, not so much because I like it. If walking alone did it, I'd walk from here to Australia, because I truly enjoy walking most of the time. It's just not a tough enough workout for me, and sometimes I need to push myself harder.
I've come to running late in my life, tho, and I'm careful to only do it a few times a week -- I have no knee problems, and I'd like to keep it that way. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to stick with my regular exercise routine. I've fallen into the trap of trying to be "good" before an event too many times before. This time I just want to be normal, because normal is working for me.
I did decide I'd try to work my arms a bit more, since it's a sleevelss dress; even tho I'll be taking a shawl along with me.
However, even that didn't work out yesterday. We won't actually close on our house in Austin; the relocation company does. But we did have to do a bunch of paperwork so that the relocation company can close with the buyer -- and it had to be notarized.
My husband found a notary at work, and offered to take her out to lunch. She chose the Cheesecake Factory, where I'd never been. I looked up the menu online -- no nutritional info, and that means one thing: the food is fattening!
Ok; I don't really have a problem with that. I know one fattening meal won't cause me to gain 20 lbs either, and it's been a while since I've been out to eat. I had an eggplant veggie sandwich, which was good -- but obviously had a fair amount of fat in it (not to mention no whole grain roll). It came with fries -- I was good with that, too; I so rarely eat fries. Unfortunately, mine were luke warm, so I only ate a few. I guess I was lucky, actually, because if they'd been really good, I'd probably have eaten a whole lot more of them.
Whenever I have a high fat meal like that, tho, I skip dessert. Well, most of the time, anyway. I don't do "cheat" meals, because I think even high fat meals have an occasional place in a healthy lifestyle.
The Cheesecake Factory, obviously, is known for their desserts. I didn't have one. I don't regret it -- I have my own home made goodies at home, altho I chose yogurt with a banana and some chocolate chips instead.
Because of the lunch and walking around the mall aftewards, I didn't have as much time to exercise in the afternoon as usual. My arms got worked, but they didn't get that little bit of extra work I wanted to get in.
It's all good, tho. That's just life sometimes; it doesn't always go the way we plan, and that's why we always need at least a plan B & to go easy on ourselves. There's a fine line, tho, between not beating yourself up and letting yourself get away with murder. You've got to learn to walk the line.
Monday, June 01, 2009
Funny, that was the topic of our WW meeting this week, and it was really timely for me. Not because I lack motivation, but because one of the suggestions for keeping up your motivation was clothes -- either clothes you don't want to wear any more, or clothes you do want to wear & can't.
My husband's reunion wasn't initially much motivation for me. We didn't decide to go to it til just a few weeks ago. I don't know any of his HS friends -- except the one that isn't coming, that he drifted apart from.
But I found my motivation by trying on dresses. It was really motivating to see how all my hard work has paid of with flattering dresses I already own! BTW, the reason I have so many dressy LBDs is that they were all cheap, all bought at Marshalls over the years; none cost more than $30 (and some are designer labels). Truly, no one needs so many LBDs, but I probably paid less for all of them than you'd pay for just one normally.
Now I have some new motivation: my little silver dress. It's a great dress, with cut in shoulders, skinny criss cross straps across the back, and a short, flirty skirt. And did I mention it's metallic silver? And that I have the perfect shoes to go with it?
I really was just floored that I could even zip it up. It's amazing what you can get away with in a dress that you can't in jeans. It doesn't fit well yet, tho. Still a little to heavy for it.
On our last cruise, tho, we actually put down a deposit for our next cruise -- first time we've done that. Our 25th anniversary is next year. We have to decide on a cruise in the next few months. And I'm hoping to take that little silver dress with me.
I don't really have much problems with motivation most of the time. I want to be healthy. I allow myself to indulge in my favorite foods, or figure out ways to make them more healthy, so I don't normally feel deprived.
But as I blogged yesterday, I've been here before, too. I've lost a significant amount of weight before -- more than once -- and regained it. And not because I immediately went back to my old habits, either. So yes, it's still scary. I still have a ways to go, and those last 10 (or 12, in this case) lbs really are the toughest.
I'm glad that I have this blog tho. That's something new -- having it all out there in public. Having lots of friends who understand. Who will support me no matter what happens, and give me a kick in the butt if I need it. So once again, I thank all you SP buddies!
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