Monday, June 17, 2013
Okay Ė so I just checked my last blog update. I was going to work out more. Possibly join a gym. ...and then I got a few phone calls.
Last Saturday I ended up at Shakespeare in the Park in St. Louis (its really great this year Ė go see it if you can!) with some friends. My friend Erin brought one of her friends Nikki to the show. Nikki casually mentioned that they were looking for post-docs in the lab she works in at WashU. I look the guy up, he looks interesting, stem cells, colon diseases.... so I send him my CV. Then I start looking on Pubmed at his publication record and about sh*t a brick. In the last two years he has published multiple times in Science, Nature, and Cell. *jaw on floor* -- and he wants to meet with me!!!!!!
So that was ridiculously exciting. As I am eating lunch and reading his Science paper, I got another phone call on Wednesday. The first lab I talked with ALSO at WashU finally has a position open and they want me to take it and start on July 1st! So no matter what I probably have a job. *wipes sweat off brow* AND it would be as WashU which is an amazing institution and in St. Louis and near my family and boyfriend and exactly where I wanted to be.
BUT I already had an interview with the stem cell guy set up for Friday, and so I set up another meeting with the lab that offered me the job in reproduction endocrinology (working on non-hormonal birth control). As a cancer person, stem cells would be better than trying to prevent pregnancies, but a job is a job and the researcher in charge of that lab is amazing.
Fast forward to Friday. Iím freaking out. I meet with the stem cell guy, and he seems really smart and really interesting. I think I put on a good face. It was a quick meeting, but he is going to call my PI (aka, my boss) and talk to him. Then I would be asked (if heís interested) to come back and give a talk to his lab so they can hear more about my research and then kind of hear how I talk and how well I can explain myself. He also mentioned... ďyea if you came here youíd probably be on the project that was just published in Science working with the Broad Institute at Harvard.Ē I tried not to freak the f*ck out to badly and seem too ridiculously excited or drool!
I was a little late for my second meeting with the reproduction lab. I originally was talking to them about doing a prostate cancer project working with high-fat diet fed mothers... but there wasnít money right now. So to get into the lab I would be doing the reproduction endocrinology project on an NIH T32 training grant (for the scientists out there) and then applying for more traditional post-doc funding as it came available. I had to tell her that I couldnít accept right away, because I was talking to the other lab. As soon as I said that it went from me talking with her, to her trying to convince ME to work for her! I met with all the lab members, talked about projects, and was there for two hours! It was a crazy day for sure.
That was last Friday. I was so freaking excited I didnít know what to do with myself. I never in a million years (especially after the last six months of job hunting) even think it would be a possibility to work on a Science/Nature-level project doing a post-doc at a top institution. I know we all feel like shams and that we arenít very good at our jobs as women especially Ė I even read an article on this today: side note for my ladies in science : www.insidehighered.com//blogs/univer
drome But to possibly have the opportunity to work in the stem cell lab could help make my future career! Its just so exciting, so Iím taking a risk and not accepting the endocrinology position right now Ė just to see if I could get in the stem cell lab.
Then to top off the good weekend I spent Friday night over at Erin/Keithís house playing cards with a bunch of their friends. Then spent Saturday running errands with TJ and had a game night at my house with my sisters from another mister and their partners. And Sunday slept in and made some awesome minecraft magnets for a gift. It was a good weekend.
Now today Iím still in StL, my parents are in CA for a funeral so Iím holding down the fort and watching five dogs. Iím trying to clean up the house before my parents get back. Play with the puppies, catch up on work, catch up on Spark, probably give all the dogs a bath, do a bunch of laundry, unpack some more of my stuff, and try to reorganize stuff in the garage and the attic.... oh yea, and the lawyer apparently wants to meet this week to go over the discrimination lawsuit Iím a part of (as one of the discriminators.... against someone who is a) obviously not being discriminated against and b) has a mental problem where I think she is delusional and actually believes that this stuff all happened to her and c) is suing as a 1/16 native American female for discrimination against 3 females... one of whom is also 1/16 native American (me!) So thereís that drama that is just so ridiculous I canít even begin to waste energy on it.
Tuesday night Iím heading to the Cubs/Cards game at Busch with TJ. Then Thursday we drive up to Wisconsin for ANOTHER WEDDING! Seriously. Itís a Friday wedding and TJ is in it, so we have to leave Thursday and Friday. Weíre gonna be cheap and come home on Saturday to avoid another hotel bill. Its just a lot of traveling and money that TJ didnít want to spend. Plus its taking money out of my shiny budget (aka a ring I might wear on my left hand ;-) )
So thatís that. Iím trying to eat better. Thank god for summer! Grilling healthy meats outside (yum chicken and pork chops on the grill!), lots of fresh fruit and vegetables, and sunshine. I feel like I do so much better in the summertime. I literally spent $20 on fruit and Iím going to stuff my face with watermelon later. I managed to get 2 of the 3 or maybe 4 small kidney stones out, but this last one needs to get out ASAP. Its starting to annoy the crap outta me because Iím drinking so much and have been for two weeks now. Oh well. Cíest la vie. Iíve been to busy to care too much.
The one thing I donít miss about StL summers though Ė the humidity today is ridiculous. 90% humidity and its not raining and its in the upper 80s. *die*
Thursday, June 06, 2013
I've been eating bad lately... and as a result my belly is back. I'm talking super jiggly, tire around the middle belly. AND I HATE IT. Seriously. What the heck have I been doing? Answer: eating like crap and not working out.
Solution: start eating healthy and working out.
SO I'm going to get back on the old wagon and get moving. And I'll shut up and wear my Spanx until then. The hardest part right now is telling myself 'no.' I somehow have justified bad eating habits. I know I am excuse-o-rama right now with graduating, moving, living out of a suitcase, blah blah blah. I'm calling bullish*t on myself.
Yes it is easier to diet and exercise in your own place, but its not impossible to do it without one. I can still try and walk to lunch and get some movement. I can still do crunches, lift weights, squats, planks, etc at the house I'm staying at... I can still stop buying chocolate (and ignore shark week cravings). I can still tell people that, 'no, I do not want that delicious free pizza you're offering me' (well, this one has been hard!!!)
Basically I hate my belly. My belly is a direct result of my eating and exercising... or lack thereof. Mission ban the belly has begun. I use to do 5000 crunches (in like 10 different positions) when I was on my game. My core was strong, I felt great, I had abs under flab... Now I'm back to square one. For anyone who goes "oh god, I could never do 1000 crunches" = I'm right there with ya! Two night ago I did just 100 on a balance ball. Last night I did modified oblique crunches... just 200. I'm slowly getting back into my groove.
I also e-mailed a gym. I use the excuse of not having my own stuff and place as an excuse to not workout... so I'm going to find a place to workout. The gym I e-mailed has a pool attached to it that has women only hours from 5:30-7AM. And its close to the house I'm staying at... so if I join my goal will be to get up at 5:30, drive there, swim from 6-7AM, and go home and shower and get ready for work.
Let's see A) how much it costs and B) can I make it happen. I have not been in a pool in years. Like a looooong a$$ time. I was on the swim team growing up. I was a fish. I lived in the water. I would get up at 8am, ride my bike 3 miles to the pool, swim for over an hour, ride my bike 3 miles back home, make lunch, ride my bike 3 miles to the pool, swim for three hours, and ride my bike back home 3 miles... and I was still a chubby flubby little girl. I'm fighting some genetics here people. My sister who did the same routine and ate the same food I did was always a stick. AND I was always a fluffy bunny.
I'm excited to start swimming. I am scared sh*tless of wearing a suit in public. SO that's why the women only swim sounds like a great solution. Plus I splurged and bought some new swim bottoms. www.modcloth.com/shop/twopiece-swimw
Since I'm so dang tall... no bathing suits are long enough. Plus these are high-waisted and will help hold in the belly roll. I have a tankini top (not ideal for swimming I know) but hey, its better than nothing. If I sign up I'll go ahead and get some goggles and go get my flip turns on.
Its my goal anyway. I am just hoping to stay motivated. My inner fat kid is screaming for ice cream and pizza and chips and soda. Working on my control is going to be key right now. So I'm focusing on that. Working on trying to make better food choices... And keeping my fingers crossed that the scale will be my friend this month.
Spark on everyone. I'm trying to keep in touch with people on here, but i've also been really busy.
Friday, May 31, 2013
Here's a link to an interesting article: www.businessinsider.com/plus-size-mo
H&M recently featured plus-size model Jennie Runk wearing the new swimsuit collection on its homepage, seamlessly integrating her with other, rail-thin models.
While plus-size models have appeared in fashion shoots and spreads for years, it is often done in a very loud, "we're sending a message," way.
On the June 2011 issue of Vogue Italia, for instance, the models only made the cover when posed seductively (and symbolically) next to big bowls of pasta. American Apparel's "Next Big Thing" plus-size model contest was a testament to the flippant puns often associated with, as the retailer put it, "booty-ful" models with "full-size fannies."
But that appears to be changing, led by brands like H&M, which is currently featuring the also-voluptuous Beyoncť on its homepage.
The normalization of more substantial bodies would represent a big shift in the fashion world. Although the industry has always claimed to value healthy body types, it has discriminated against plus-size models for a very long time.
Read more: http://www.businessinsider.com/plus-size-m
Thursday, May 30, 2013
I'm in week three or four of my post-house sold life. I'm still staying with my friend Ania and her family (husband/two kids) so its a little strange. I'm trying to not be in the way, help out, not make a mess... and apparently not buy food. Their fridge is packed. The first week I was here I brought a ton of food... and there wasn't really room and it stressed Ania out a bit I think.
SO this week, I was just here Tues night-Friday morning, so I didn't bring any food at all. I figured I'll eat as best I can, and not worry about it. So... that's going horribly ;-)
I was so much better with my calories when I made my own sandwiches and fruit and salads... Its okay though. The egg white delight McMuffin at McDonalds is actually really good! I was a little skeptical because the Jimmy Dean D-lite sandwiches can be kinda meh -- but this one is good.
In other news, I'm applying for jobs like crazy. I heard back that I might have a post-doc opportunity at WashU, but that was over a week ago, and I haven't heard back from the PI yet. I got contacted by a head hunter, sent him my resume... and haven't heard back... Basically haven't heard back on a lot of things...
So I'm not stressing. I'm just like Dory, "just keep swimming..." Not trying to get anxious or upset, just enjoying my last few weeks in Columbia. My current PI is paying me until August 31st, so I'll either *a) convince him to keep paying me or *b) get a job~! I'm aiming for *b.
Health wise... I'm annoyed with my clothes. Want to get angry at yourself? Go and try on all the shorts you bought last summer when you were at your skinniest. None... and I mean none of them fit. I about lost it. I'm back to wearing my Spanx if I need to wear something and not have a belly roll. Its like all the weight I gained went right to my spare tire. :-/
My reaction = I need to work out. +stress of suitcase living... helping with kids... not really having my work out equipment = excuses. I'm wearing my armband again to help track, so hopefully I'll see some improvement.
TJ loves me either way. I just need to refocus and love myself more... belly rolls and all. Hopefully this girl will get a job ASAP and get those love handles gone for good!
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