Wednesday, June 08, 2011
Name a song from your favorite band... wow, this one is tough. I have several bands that could be considered faves... I think ABBA has to be my all-time #1 group. Now, which song to pick... that is hardly fair... and no, my favorite song from ABBA is NOT "Dancing Queen"... as a matter of fact, it is perhaps my least favorite.
Sadly, too many people in the US don't have a clue about ABBA's musical catalog beyond "Dancing Queen"... they started out as light frothy pop, but if you take the musical journey through their time as a group, you will experience an evolution in their sound, polish, subject matter, depth and musical growth in every way. The brilliance of their music only grew as their time together lengthened. If you compare "Ring Ring" to "The Visitors"... it's an impressive progression from almost bubblegum pop to thoughtful darker rock.
I have a hard time choosing a favorite song because I love their entire catalog with the exception of the aforementioned songs. So when trying to choose a favorite, it boils down to two songs, "Cassandra" and "The Visitors".
The first song is a musical retelling of the Greek myth from the point of view of perhaps a close friend of Cassandra's... "Sorry Cassandra I misunderstood
Now the last day is dawning
Some of us wanted but none of us would
Listen to words of warning
But on the darkest of nights
Nobody knew how to fight
And we were caught in our sleep
Sorry Cassandra I didn't believe
You really had the power
I only saw it as dreams you would weave
Until the final hour"
And "The Visitors" is about dissidents in the former Soviet Union...
"I hear the doorbell ring and suddenly the panic takes me
The sound so ominously tearing through the silence
I cannot move, I'm standing
Numb and frozen
Among the things I love so dearly
The books, the paintings and the furniture
The signal's sounding once again and someone tries the door-knob
None of my friends would be so stupidly impatient
And they don't dare to come here
But how I loved our secret meetings
We talked and talked in quiet voices
Now I hear them moving
Muffled noises coming through the door
I feel I'm
If you want some new music... check out ABBA... beyond Dancing Queen!
As for exercise and eating right... well it's been brutally hot here and looks to continue into the forseeable future. ICK. I can just generally deal with cold better than heat, at least you can bundle up. Though really, I generally don't like temp extremes.
However, I am making do with Jillian Michaels and other videos... I will probably brave Galloping Gertie (our aging treadmill)... also, my pedometer needs a new battery, so it is currently dead until I can afford said battery.
I have my eating back under control after my wild weekend of eating in Chicago... oh my that Rustic Chicken & Shrimp at Maggiano's Little Italy was so amazing. I savored it as a rare treat and ate it nice and slow. Definitely a no-count day!
I like being able to not worry about my eating on an occasional day, it lowers the urgency and worry that I used to suffer from, as long as no-count days don't become a habit! And as long as my exercise doesn't drop off too much.
I am happy because most weeks I am not having trouble hitting my 1800 calorie burn. Last week was an exception and not the rule.
Living in Maintenanceville is a journey unto itself. I know I've said it before, but reaching goal is a milestone, not an end to the journey. There is always more to learn, always challenges to face, always days when you aren't perfect, etc. Many of the same lessons you learn will always apply no matter what point you are at in your journey.
In 1988, I lost 30+ pounds so I could go into the Air Force, but I didn't "get" that the journey doesn't end with reaching goal and returned to my bad eating habits and non-exercise. Within a few years, the weight returned and brought friends along, especially after 2 pregnancies.
My weight eventually reached 215 in 1999, after going back on thyroid meds, I dropped about 15 lbs without any real effort. In 2001, I had a rare heart condition (Sinus of Valsalva aneurysm) develop, though not weight-related, it led to my having a cardiologist. And he wanted me to lose weight... so I did something (can't remember what) and did drop to 190. However, my weight went back up to 205 in the intervening years up to 2007.
December 30th, 2007 was the morning I woke up and decided that I was going to lose the weight in 2008... it was the FIRST New Year's resolution I'd ever made. What was great was that I woke up with a plan.... controlling calories (I knew how to count calories), and starting to build my exercise (which I planned to do, adding a few minutes and days each week), and ensure increasing my fruit and veggie intake. Waking up with both the resolve and a plan is handy...
So I started January 1st... and just kept plugging away at it until I reached goal on September 2nd, 2008. So I have been in maintenance for nearly 3 years... and everyday is a new chapter in the journey... and a new challenge.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
My day was going along as my day tends to do. It had a bit of a surreal quality to it, but it was okay... then my phone rang at lunch... it was my friend's wife calling to tell me he'd committed suicide. Everything just kind of stopped there. I howled out loud, my soul howled... I feel so for her, for the pain he must have been feeling, I wish I'd called him a few weeks ago when I'd thought of it... thinking there would always be time...
I am angry-hurt-stunned-confused-sad-feeling helpless-
I haven't eaten much today since I got the call, I'm just not hungry.
I took a good long walk with Markle, we are trying to understand. We have lost the best man in our wedding, a chosen brother to both of us.
If you are hurting, please reach out, don't fall so far into the darkness that you can only see one small door. Your pain ends but the pain for those you leave behind just begins.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Name a song that you can dance to...
I guess it depends on what kind of dancing you are talking about...
I'll throw out Safety Dance by Men Without Hats...
Monday, May 30, 2011
Name a song that you know all the words to... there are a bunch of those since I'm a lyrics junkie... I will say "Why Paddy's Not at Work Today"... an old folk song that is very silly and yes I can sing it all from memory...
Dear Sir, I write this note to you to tell you of me plight
and at the time of writing, I am not a pretty sight;
me body is all black and blue, me face a deathly gray
and I write this note to say why Paddy's not at work today.
While working on the fourteenth floor some bricks I had to clear;
now, to throw them down from such a height was not a good idea.
the foreman wasn't very pleased, he beeing an awkward sod
he said I'd have to cart them down the ladders in me hod.
Now, clearing all these bricks by hand it was so very slow,
so I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below.
But in me haste to do the job I was to blind to see
that a barrelful of building bricks was heavier than me.
So when I untied the rope the barrel fell like lead
and clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead.
Well, I shot up like a rocket till to my dismay I found
that halfway up I met the bloody barrel comming down.
Well, the barrel broke me shoulder as to the ground it sped,
and when I reached the top I banged the pully with my head.
Well, I clung on tight through numbed shock from this almighty blow
and the barrel spilled out half the bricks fourteen floors below.
Now, when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor
I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more;
still clinging tightly to the rope, I sped towards the ground,
and I landed on the broken bricks that were all scattered round.
Well, I lay there groaning on the ground, I thougth I'd passed the worst,
when the barrel hit the pully-wheel and then the bottom burst.
Well, a shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope
as I lay there moaning on the ground, I let go of the bloody rope.
The barrel than being heavier, it started down once more,
and landed right across me, as I lay upon the floor.
Well, it broke three ribs and my left arm and I can only say
that I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not a work today.
Today's stupid people tricks score: 1. (There is a stretch of closed road where I like to run, so when I go down there, I count the number of people who ignore the 4 signs and have to turn around while I run, this amuses me.)
A special song extra dedication: Citizen Soldier by 3 Doors Down for the fallen, the serving, the retired, and all those, miilatry and civilian who are helping those in need in Joplin MO and around the world. ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=emm4VFvn2Jg )
In the meantime, I take it slow while my shoulders, knee and ankle heal...
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