Thursday, January 27, 2011
Usually, I know what I want to blog about before I start as ideas tend to pop into my head at the weirdest of moments. This morning, however, nothing. Mind you, I could still blither on endlessly but what is the point? It is not like we get spark points for each word we type...hang on there....now, that's an idea! Just kidding.
Have you noticed my blog title? I was going to call it "Nothing to say but feeling blah" but instead changed it to what it reads. I just added a few extra words and what a difference it makes. I think I was blah (mentally) as I'm half asleep and we have the calm before the snow storm expected to hit us later on today. The groovy part of me, however, is kind of stoked that I'm going to be doing the second day of the week two of the Couch to 5k program tonight. Is it weird to look forward to something like that? Huh?
Another reason, I'm feeling blah is that I've discovered and finally owned up to a basic truth about my own persona. I eat when I'm bored and television bores me! For whatever reason, over the past month, my tv viewing has declined to a point where I watch as little as 30 minutes a day. Until the day before yesterday, that is!!! It was that afternoon that I went to a grocery store for my husband's bananas (you didn't know I married a monkey, did you?) when I slipped on.....get this.......some grapes that had fallen to the floor and had gotten run over by a grocery cart. Well, it wasn't a graceful slip let me tell you and I think I swore (my mom and I don't swear except when we fall or get frightened and then the words J......C......somehow come out of nowhere. It ain't pretty nor ladylike but there it is!
So, my back got twisted and I went home and lay on the couch. Darling hubby actually obeyed me when I begged for some treats.....in the form of salt and vinegar chips AND a chocolate bar!!!! I use the word "obey" because I have since told him in no uncertain terms that he is not to listen to me when I ask for such things!!!! So, what happened? I was up the past two nights with acid reflux not to mention regret!!!! AAAARRRGGGGHHHH. Does this mean I could slip back into my old eating habits just like that?
So, what am I to do? I can't take back what I ate but I can move on and chalk it up to experience. Should I just call the cable company to remove most of our channels? Should I pick up a night time hobby that involves my hands so I'm not tempted to eat? I'm not eating because I'm hungry...the Lord knows, I could live off my body fat for months and still not be hungry! I read when I go to bed but maybe I should start reading beforehand? Questions, questions!!!!!
Oh, in closing.....one more question.....why do people carry and use fingernail clippers in public? I'm in the library writing this and I can see (not to mention HEAR) one young missy clipping away at her fingernails. I guess I should be thankful she doesn't do her toenails too!!!
Thanks for reading! Hope you are all Sparking away!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Well, I've done it now folks! I've discovered the earth's best beauty secret and the best part about this discovery is that I'm making it available to all of you for the low, low price of.......reading this blog!
I bet you've all known about this beauty secret for some time but do you take advantage of its powerful abilities all the time or only when you think about it? It can be utilized day or night but it is best used under duress or when you are tired or having a bad day. And the best part about using my special secret is that it is meant for sharing! Now, everybody you meet on a day to day basis can benefit from this secret but you have to share it first.
Yes, I'm talking about a smile!!! Go ahead and smile now...there you look at least ten years younger and I bet you feel a wee bit better. Now, the secret is to keep that smile! Like anything you have to practice so please don't just smile this one time. Smile in the car when you are driving, smile in public, smile when you are doing your housework, smile when you are cooking supper, smile at the grocery store, smile at your children, and above all smile when you are alone!!!
Now, I can hear some of you saying to yourselves, "but my smile isn't perfect". Heck, who has perfect teeth (perhaps those with super white chicklet teeth that have cost them a lot of money) but I'm talking from experience. I HATE my teeth! I have the biggest gap between my two front teeth that I think I look like the cover of Mad magazine! But you know what, people often comment on my smile. Go figure! Granted if I had the money I would probably be tempted to have my smile fixed but according to many of you and my friends, there is nothing to correct. It used to really bother me and I used it as another excuse to "hate" myself but now as I age (ahem....gracefully????) I'm getting more accepting of who I am. Either that or I've stopped being so superficial.
I work with a bunch of young students who average out to be about 22 in age. They all wear the latest and the best of everything, every hair is in place, makeup is applied just so but they all look so bloody unhappy! It is the ones who have realized happiness requires an attitude adjustment that look the best and they are often not the beauty pageant types!
I try to smile all the time for several reasons:
1) It supposedly uses fewer facial muscles than frowning
2) It serves as a mental adjustment for me
3) It makes people wonder what you are up to.....which is my personal favourite reason!
I love mischief! People are always wondering what I'm up to when in reality all I'm doing is smiling. Keep them guessing and please pass on this wonderful "secret". I'll even forgo the postage and handling! hee-hee
Monday, January 24, 2011
I've joined a team called the Positivity Challenge which I am hoping will help all of us focus more on the good things of life rather than concentrating on the doom and gloom.
Yes, I know everyone is facing their own challenges and it is impossible to be happy all of the time. We all have to face illness, family problems. economic downturns, nature's wrath and other troublesome times but it is how you deal with them that sets you apart.
Today, we have had our first snow day of the 2010-2011 academic year. It meant no work for me and my husband left to drive to his campus one hour away only to find out his classes were cancelled. So that was the first positives for me today. Both of us home together.
Actually the very first positive thing was just to wake up. Imagine how many people don't?! See, and you thought you were having a rough day. How about old Gerry who didn't wake up...imagine what his day was going to be like. I mean just waking up is something we all take for granted when in reality we should be thankful we were blessed to be on this earth for another sunrise.
And to see the snow? Well, I'm glad it gave me a fun way to exercise. I used the snowblower and I used the shovel for a total of at least 90 minutes. That must count for some exercise points! Did I mention it is a beautiful day out? It is! It is the kind of day where everybody is out helping one another.
My husband and I went to help a co-worker clear out his driveway. They are from Pakistan and are renting a house a few houses down the street from us. I knew they have a young baby so I thought that it would be nice to lend a hand. They were tickled and Rifat, my co-worker, actually asked to try our snowblower. The expression on his face was like a child on Christmas morning. As we were finishing up, his wife called out that she had made us tea and invited us in. So off we went, dripping snow everywhere to somebody's house we had never been before. It was so nice! (Not the fact that I was messing up somebody's house!!!)
So today, I might have stopped in McDonalds for lunch but I know I worked off those calories by having a bit of fun in the snow. Sometimes you just have to make fun out of the normal things around us. We could have grumbled about every shovel of snow we threw but where would that get us? Frown lines and sore muscles.
I am feeling positive today as well that I lost a very teeny amount of weight. I know I could have done better nutritionally last week but I'm feeling quite stoked about learning how to run. I have completed the first week of 9...yes. little old me!
To wind up my blog, please consider how you view things. Even in your darkest moments there has to be something you can be thankful for. It might be the smallest, most insignificant thing, but hang on to that little glimpse of gratitude and positive outlook. Your world might still be turned upside down but you've made the realization that behind every cloud there is a rainbow....if you care to look for it!
Sunday, January 23, 2011
As you can tell I'm doing the dreaded chores today. Luckily I sweat enough using the vacuum that I'm sure I burned a few calories of the raisin tea biscuit my husband brought home to me from Tim Hortons.
Today, it feels like we are brewing a major snowstorm. According to the forecast we are supposed to get anywhere from 15 - 20 cm here overnight. I'm hoping for a snowday tomorrow! Whee! You see, I learned a long time ago (I sound like a wise OLD woman when I write that) that living in Newfoundland you just have to embrace the weather because there isn't much we can do about it....other than wait five minutes for it to change!
I haven't been out through my door today but the day is only young. I want to do do the Day 3 of week 1 of the C25K program so I know I will get my exercise but I really need some fresh air. Maybe we will go for a drive later on in the afternoon and hang my head out through the car window like Maddy and Lou do! THEY seem to enjoy it! Can't you see me now...woof...woof. I bet I'd be back in the psychiatric ward before too long if I did that! Good to be able to joke about such things, isn't it?
Okay, back to my blog title.....household chores. I've got my list written up of what I want to accomplish today and I get a weird sense of enjoyment of checking things off. Anyway, I got thinking about multi-tasking while cleaning up. I'm the type who starts in one room and gets so distracted that nothing gets done....but FLY LADY is helping me out with that. Anyway, I rewarded myself with a facial mask yesterday so I decided to smear that on while I was squirting toilet cleaner into the toilet. So there I was, the inside of the toilet bright blue and my face changing colour from bright green to white as the mask dried. Oh, I also had my hair pushed back in a headband (such an unattractive look for me!), wearing a purple t-shirt and blue fleece pj bottoms.....when the doorbell rang! Then to my horrors, the front door actually opened (nobody locks their doors around here especially in daytime) and my neighbour called out "anybody home?" I quickly sang out, "Wayne, I'm in the bathroom, but trust me you don't want to see me right now". He burst out laughing and said, "what are you doing to yourself....some female stuff, I suppose. Could you get John to pop over when he gets home".
When he was gone, I burst out laughing. For starters, he is like a combination of older brother and father to me and secondly, he has a daughter and wife who I know do "female stuff" in the bathroom too. Not sure if he thought I was trying to remove hair from my upper lip or what, but it was funny. Hey, maybe I should have done that too,,,,the hair removal thing...but I was too busy cleaning the bathroom mirror, moving clutter around, etc.
So here are my housekeeping tips:
When multitasking and you're cleaning both you and your house, make sure your doors are locked.
If possible, try to get all household members involved.. Dogs who wag their tails are great dusters as long as they don't knock things to the floor!
After vacuuming, wrap dogs in plastic wrap to avoid shedding fur. Tell them its a beauty treatment!
Tie dusting clothes to your feet and to your dogs feet. If you want to turn this into a joy ride...spray some furniture polish on the clothes first.....whee.......oops....clunk...smack
. "oh that was fun, can we do it again"
Use police "do not enter" tape to bar off rooms just completed. Leave it up for a week and have everybody sleep and eat in one room.
Eat out every meal....you will be plumper, feel blah, and you will be poor but your kitchen will still sparkle!
Okay, so you know I'm being completely silly. We all worry about housework but it is time to embrace it. It is a part of ou rlives. Be thankful you have a home to take care of as I bet all of the homeless people would gladly switch places with you.
Start naming your dust bunnies instead of banishing them. I have Gladys and Alfred living under my couch and they are fine and pretty much stay to themselves. Their offspring do something creep out so I'm thinking about having poor Alfred neutered. Please say you are laughing and not thinking about calling 1-800-She is Crazy.
Like I said, I have to put a spin on housework or it would drive me further insane. Some of it I actually enjoy but other things are just a pain in the bum. They all have to be done, we all have to do them, so why not make it a bit of fun. That is what I'm trying to do and it seems to be working.
Take care my Sparkfriends! You all mean a lot to me and I love hearing back from you!
Friday, January 21, 2011
Yippee! It is finally Friday and can you tell, I'm overly excited. I'm not sure why as Friday does come around once a week and it is not like I have the most stressful job. Maybe it is because I don't have to get up so early, maybe it is having my husband home, maybe it is all in my mind. I mean, if I was on an island somewhere (hey, I do live on an island!!!) all alone, I wouldn't know what day of the week it was or what time it was.
Which brings me to my first question. Do we go to bed when our bodies tell us or when our clocks tell us? I've started really listening to what my body wants and have started reducing my television viewing time. I used to claim I watched mindless television to relax but since Christmas I've made an effort to turn it off early. I'm done to about 30 minutes a day now. Anyhow, you know what has been happening? I've been going to bed earlier. I used to get anxious about going to bed in the fears that I wasn't going to get enough sleep. I actually used to lie there and count on my fingers how many hours of sleep I was going to get versus what I needed. Talk about stressing myself out. I read somewhere that there is such a thing as "learned insomnia" and I'm sure I've dealt with is since university. I would almost fear going to bed in case I wouldn't be able to sleep.
I don't know if I'm alone in this but I've noticed one of the best things about my new lifestyle of exercise and proper nutrition (okay, some of the time!), is that I'm falling to sleep quickly and easily. My doctor once gave me the same nighttime sedatives they give soldiers suffering from post-traumatic stress and I took one and then another before eventually falling to sleep. I just get too wired. I also used to have a bottle of prescription strength sleeping pills but I used the last one before Christmas and haven't gone back for more. I don't plan on going back either! So, I guess I've discovered that my body needs exercise to tire out both it and my racing thoughts. Who knew that walking my puppers would result in more sleep????
As for the other part of my blog title, What to do when reality strikes....let me explain. First of all, I was all gung-ho about doing the second part of the first week of the C25k program. I was actually quite eager about it until about 10 minutes into it when my body was saying "no"! Actually, it was only whispering the word and wasn't screaming at me so I kept going. Anyway, my rose-coloured glasses slipped and I could see with some certainty that this was not going to be a walk in the park. See, the first night was quite easy and I was like that story where the man fantasizes about snow before the first snowplow and then nearly axe-murders the plow operator by the fourth week of winter. That was me last night and it was only my second day of the program. The important thing was I kept going whereas the old me would have said, "see, I told you this was going to be too hard for you" and I would have quit and sulked over a bag of some sort of naughty treats.
The second bout of reality came about 30 minutes later when I stepped out of the bath and caught sight of my naked body in a full length mirror. Trust me, it was a shock. Here I was thinking that since I've lost almost 20 pounds I would see a big difference. But, no, the same bumps, lumps, were all there taunting me to stop " this foolishness" and continue my life as I had been living it.
The old me would have jumped at the chance but I looked myself straight in the eye and gave myself a little pep talk that went something like this "your body has lost inches, your frame has lost almost 20 pounds, you are feeling great, people are noticing, so why, oh why, would you want to go back to where you've come from". Simply put, I wouldn't so I pulled on my jammies and sat down with a book feeling good about my resolution to keep going bumps, cellulite and all!
Have a great weekend all and thanks for reading!
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