Tuesday, January 25, 2011
The good thing about being stressed about work, is that you can't sleep. If you can't sleep, you get up. So, I am up earlier than normal, allowing me extra time to spark, and make and eat breakfast, without wolfing it down on the way out the door. I'm also planning to hit some balls, wii style for a few mins to get jazzed up before heading to work.
For breakfast, I made my new concoction - light vanilla soymilk, i/2 a frozen banana, sliced frozen peaches and give it a spin in the blender and it is frothy, and frozen-ish and seems more substantial then it is, and truth be told, not bad. It fits into my meal plan and along with a pb sandwich, I am good to go. I wanted to throw some nutmeg in there, this morning, but my DH has the spices in disarray, but I did find some pumpkin pie spice, which in truth, may have been better, woo hoo!
I'm not sure what I am taking for lunch, or if I am taking a lunch - or will perhaps locate food at work, but breakfast is off to a good start. I think I will bring my stand-by snacks, apple, string cheese, yogurt, and nuts and get lunch later. There is a cafeteria in my building, and I can generally find good choices there.
I should NOT have read my work email before bed. It made me fixate on this problem brewing that a big cheese will not like the answer to - the person addressed in the note with me is not as savvy as myself and I'm expecting that he may say something stupid. Not to be harsh, but he's new and doesn't often think through the ramifications of his words. I prefer to respond, offering choices in this case, and let the big cheese be part of the decision process, and if it goes awry, then the cheese does not necessarily stand alone. ha! not necessarily. :)
I took a minute to remind myself of the few challenges I have tackled with finesse in my work experience to take the edge off the morning. Those were true tests and I passed those with flying colors. All will be fine - even if I have to abandon the new guy at the curb. I am not in a reporting relationship with said new guy - even though he fancies himself "above" me because he has a higher pay grade and title.
I'd actually be fighting with myself to get up at this point, and my alarm is going off. I wouldn't call myself perky today, but I am doing much better than I'd normally be at this point. I met with my diabetes educator last night and she gave me some healthy tips about staying on track and adding variety to my menus. I have a tendency to hang onto one item and have it so much, I get sick of it and then fall off the bandwagon. My next goal is to work on meal planning. Now that I have some help from the educator/nutritionist, it should be a bit easier.
Well, off to the wii! I hope you all have a great day! Let's think happy thoughts!
Friday, January 21, 2011
I have just come inside from an hour of snow shoveling and cleaning off my car. 60 minutes of moving is MAMMOTH for me. I am stunned that I had not collapsed in a heap in the driveway. Maybe my version of shoveling, is the lazy man's version of shoveling, but I don't care. I moved, and darn it, I feel good. My nose is running, my lips are chapped, and I am a little frosty, but none the worse for wear. My car AND the driveway are clear. My mail"girl" will have no problems and my hubby will be surprised.
I had checked out of physical outdoor activity for some time. In fact, I am home from work yet again, because of a bit of snow and my fear of walkways. Luckily, I have a boatload of vacation time stored up and it has no effect on me for payroll. It's been rough on my hubby though to carry the burden of doing everything for us like this. Now, I can give the man a break. We do have a snowblower, but it wasn't really enough for that, just enough to be a nuisance. Reminds me when I used to of live in Boston. :)
I've been exercising bit by bit again. Fun exercise - even though - I normally would not put those words together. Something is wrong though with your approach if you can't make it all fun. I try to set up my life and goals to aim toward happiness. I think my dad partially set me on the path when I was young and had dropped out of yet another college. He told me, "Happiness was not one of my priorities." It always struck me as a kind of sad way to live. Au contraire, happiness is one of my priorities, and that's how I live my life.
I have been feeling overwhelmed and stuck these past few days. Try to balance my need to keep my blood sugar even, my emotional eating tendencies, my relationships, my job, and life has been feeling out of control. I stopped spinning,,. and here I go, putting forth just a little more effort than yesterday, and I am shoveling for the better part of an hour and end up physically feeling good.
That's just what it takes for me to pull myself out of that hole. Feeling good, getting it together, moving forward one step at a time. It just takes a little effort.
Happy Sparking, sparkies!
Friday, January 07, 2011
Be ready for joy to appear in your life and it may surprise you.
Yesterday was one of the those cringing 12 hour days. You know the kind when people are constantly pressing your buttons all day. We had some really difficult customers yesterday. Very high maintenance. There were a couple of total meanies, but also a couple who were very nice which helped to balance out that rough crowd.
My last call of the day was from a woman who had a bit of a problem which I helped her to fix. She was quite lovely, and when I was saying goodbye, she told me the world would be a better place if there were more people like me. Here's the kicker: it's the first time that someone said that to me, that I believed them. Geez, I turned a BIG corner.
During the height of yesterday's festivities, I stopped to get a snack. I had two exceptional students in here helping me and I treated them to luscious looking cupcakes. I wanted to swim around on the frosting alone. Ok, sue me. I have a sweet tooth. tee hee. The girl behind the counter asked me if I wanted something else. At that point, I had only ordered the cupcakes. That's when I grabbed the banana. I think there is a part of me that likes to buy the treats, and I am perfectly ok with not eating them. Buying them satisfies some part of me. Weird. I know. It is weird, but I am okay with that too.
Despite yesterday's nuttiness, I am perfectly happy right where I am in my losses, and in my fitness gains. Having issues for almost all of December has set me back a bit, and truth be told, I do not yet have my eating down pat, but I am making great strides in getting myself together.
This week, I brought my lunch 4 out of 5 days - and each of those days was a salad with some accompaniment (not like a piano, ... chicken). I am devising outfits in advance so I am not scrambling in the a.m. to throw something together. I stopped wearing the "too short anyway" khakis to work. I am putting my salad together in the fridge the night before.
I still need to work on my sleep and iron out a few other details, but all in all, I am on a good journey, and when I keep at it, good results will come. I've done the New Year's resolutions to death and while I like the idea of a clean slate, I don't find much credence in setting myself up for too lofty goals that will pushed aside by Feb. Instead, I am concentrating on becoming a more alive version of myself - one who fully embraces all that I have to offer and then follows through. That's where I am going to focus my energies. One day at a time. Just keep following through.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
You don't need a reason to go for a walk. Just go.
I had a morning meeting across campus, so I had to go, and I was psyched that although I couldn't really wear sneakers on my walk - I could add it to my fitness minutes. The first meeting took all of 8 mins to finish. That was with Mr. Down to business. Places to go, people to meet. Fine with me. I did the handoff, and then though now what am I going to do with the extra time until my next meeting? (It was in the same building).
I had 20 mins to kill. I could have just stayed there, or gone to talk to some of the people I was meeting with. Truth is, I don't really "like" some of those people all that much. They frequently make my job tougher than they should by not sharing information and the like.
So... I decided to go for a walk. In the cold, for 10 mins. I did. I enjoyed it. I also happened upon a little outdoor performance going on (those diehard theater students) and watched it for a couple of mins. Later when I walked by some of the group again, it gave me a moment to give them a little positive feedback. :) Warm and fuzzy is always nice.
Five mins before the meeting, I walked back. It too, did not take long and it involved having to walk all the way around the building and up the spiral staircase - more walking. I returned to my office feeling lighter and refreshed.
Even though I had my reasons for my walk, I really didn't need one. I'll try to remember that tomorrow.
Have a happy Sparky day!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Did you ever have one of those moments where you thought, "Oh man, I hope that never happens..." and then it does,,,,and you wonder how you are going to live past it?
Once at my last job, I was reporting sales figures to my boss, and I accidentally sent it to the wrong person - our competitors! That was a bad day --- I sent "other figures" to them but I was distracted and sent them to the wrong spot. I confessed immediately, even though I felt like hurling. My boss was mad, but I didn't get fired.
My natural inclination was to go hide in my office all day - you know - keep a low profile - but we had a very high profile event going on later in the day, so I had to show my face. When I saw my boss, I told him about my hideout plan but that I just could not stay away. He laughed and told me not to do it again, but that everything was ok. (Yes, it really was hard to leave that job when I did; I loved those people.)
So this brings me to my point, (finally), that just because I did not have a stellar week, I am not going to go into hiding. If anything, this is the time I need to be more visible and transparent, especially to myself. I need to be honest with what works, and clearly, for me, chocolate isn't it. ha ha.
The good news is I have a lot of room for improvement. And I am on that road. :)
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