Friday, February 01, 2013
I signed on for the 2013 Winter 5% Challenge without reading the small print...or any print, actually. I'm such a pushover for the New Shiny Thing, and this was certainly glinting seductively in the sun.
I think I can do this, though...let's see...5%...8 weeks....*fumbles for calculator*...a little better than nine pounds. Meh, okay - that sounds do-able.
I plan to concentrate on fitness this month anyway, so as long as they don't insist that I log anything else, we'll be okay. I generally don't weigh myself weekly - more like monthly - but I can do that, too.
I saw a few familiar faces around the "airport" - SHERYLDS (who invited me), FLORIDASUN, G.I.JANE - hope to see some more before this thing gets officially underway !
Here's to us!
Thursday, January 31, 2013
so I figure it's the best time to set some goals - better than a month with 31 days, anyway. Hey, baby steps.
So I wrote all of the below, then got an unexpected call from daughter #2, who took her car in to be looked at by a local mechanic. He's a father of three daughters himself, and she said that when he looked underneath her car, he just blanched and told her that she could have been killed, literally any moment, driving that car. Apparently the steering is so bad that it's a hairsbreadth away from locking in a right turn, sending her into the car next to her or over the cliff (and in Pittsburgh, there are plenty of cliffs.)
The thing is, she got the whole steering thing replaced a year ago, so this mechanic is going to have words with the place that did it, and with any luck she can work out a way to get the other things fixed on some sort of payment plan. I wish I could help her, but she makes more than I do, by quite a bit.
In light of the above shakeup, I'm considering just swearing that in February, I will be A Proper Grown-Up and set a Good Example for the Children.
I'm not even going to promise to log everything, because I know I won't do it. I won't log food - I've sworn too many times to do that, and it never happens. I'll try (and don't get on me about the Yoda thing) to check off the water and freggies, but I don't promise.
I *will* promise to do some sort of fitness thing every day, even if some days it's just the One Minute Yoga. And I *will* promise to log the fitness - I'm interested to see how much I actually do and don't do. I worked so many jobs where fitness was just sort of a side effect of daily life, like when I had the landscaping company, that it's difficult for me to make exercise a daily priority, but now that circumstances have changed, I see that I need to do this.
As a corollary to the above, I promise to wear the FitBit every day and remember to download its info. I also promise not to throw another one into the washing machine, still attached to the bra it was clipped onto - that was getting expensive.
I also promise to cut back the glasses of wine from 3-4 to 1-2 (no, it's not an every day thing.) No problem there - just need to pay more attention. That goes hand in hand with the next one:
I promise to do the dishes after every meal. (Thank goodness that doesn't start til tomorrow .) That might seem like I'm being an awful slob now, but if you live alone and hate to cook, you really don't generate that many dishes, so they're easy to ignore..
I also promise to be sure I'm getting a sufficient amount of protein.
That's enough for now. February isn't a great time to swear to eat more vegetables or fruits, since I'm pretty much devoted to local produce and right now there isn't any. I'll promise that in another couple months.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
(Hey, it worked for Seinfeld.)
No, I never really thought the world would end on December 21st. Even though I get a great deal of enjoyment out of Doomsayers, I have more intellectual respect for Weird Scholars, and the Mayan expert at a nearby Ivy League university told us early on that all this was being misinterpreted. He seemed to have his head on straight, and his hat wasn't covered with tin foil (which I suppose is actually made of aluminum now...was it ever made of tin?) so I went with his opinion.
Anyway, the one thing that I was interested in never came to light - I wanted to see if there'd be a huge rise in the number of people who would "Buy It Now, No Payments Til 2013!!!" on the theory that they could enjoy the product, then the world would end before payments were due.
A somewhat related question was whether people would hold holiday parties earlier (to get them in before the Apocalypse) or later (to avoid the whole thing), and whether Christmas spending would be significantly up ("May as well spend it now, before the cataclysm") or down ("We'll need all our resources for fighting off the zombies after the 21st.")
And speaking of zombies, I never did find out why The Zombie Survival Guide is on the list of NYT Bestsellers under NONfiction. Personally, I find this troublesome. No, I have not read the book, so perhaps the title is misleading and the book has nothing at all to do with zombies. Still...
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Okay, where I live it's been cold as...let's see, "hell" isn't cold....I don't like "witch's tit"..."ice" is so cliché...I remember an old phrase, probably WWI era, about freezing the brass balls off a monkey - or possibly the balls off a brass monkey - , but I don't recall the derivation any more...
All right, let's just say it's been really cold here. Single digits on warmer days, wind chills into the negative 20ºs. (for all you folks who live where it gets colder than that...God bless you.)
What really bothers me is when you go to The Weather Channel or the NOAA weather site on your computer, and they say " Low of 3º " when it is currently -1º. Obviously, " Low of 3º " is incorrect.
What's more, I believe that even I could write a quick and dirty program to fix that, and I'm no coder (I remember guys in my class - this was a long time back - saying they input something-or-other "...and it gave me a Mode 4 Error!" then helplessly collapsing in gales of laughter. I had Not A Clue.)
I hate when it says we're to have a partly cloudy day, but when I let the four-leggers back into the house, they're all wet. Rain, obviously. Not "partly cloudy."
I remember one day not long ago when the local Weather Guy gave the following forecast: clear early, then some wind and clouds, rain or possibly sleet or snow developing. Come on! What the !@#$ else is there? I'd rather he'd just shrug and say, "I dunno. Weather's changeable around here. "
When I still worked as a landscaper, I had in my truck at all times a tank top, flip flops and sunscreen, a rain suit, boots, a knitted cap, a sweatshirt, three pair of socks and a change of jeans and underwear (because no one wants to be wearing soggy underwear after an unexpected downpour.) I understand the nature of living in a place where, for some reason, it's difficult to predict the weather.
Still, to come right out and promise that it won't get any colder than Xº when it *already is* X-3º is just...stupid. And annoying.
Thanks for listening. I feel better now.
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