Monday, February 06, 2012
My son is in the junior archery league at C&B Archery (and he's doing very well!!). His league meets every Saturday morning and then he and I go for practice on Sundays after church, Tuesday evenings and Thursday evenings. So....going that often, we are pretty well known there.
The owner, Ralph, is a great guy. He is into many things and is always successful in what he ventures into. After many years of training and certifications, he has started a hypnotism seminar series and set up a practice in one of the spare offices at the archery range. I have to tell you honestly that I thought it was a bunch of bloohey and just smiled when he'd make a pitch every now and then. But, he is such a kind man and so great with the kids as well as the adults, that it was not hard to be polite and listen to him.
As an example of his kindness and intuitiveness, last archery league session, my son was in 2nd place for the entire 3 months. So he thought he was finally going to get a trophy. He said he didn't even mind if he got 3rd place, he just wanted the trophy so badly. He really worked hard for it. Well, the very last week of the league, another archer had 3 games to make up. He was in 6th place at the time. Well, he made up the 3 games the week before the finals and scored tremendously high....higher than he'd ever done before. And, it was enough to knock my son into 4th place. He was heartbroken and felt defeated. When they posted the results on that last day, he told me "I'm so done with this" and he couldn't bring himself to participate in the party and just went and shot some targets.
I asked Ralph if there was something he could say to Marty to help him feel a little bit better. He brought Marty over to the leader board and said "So, let's see here. You wanted to beat one of these 3 kids, right?" (he pointed to the top 3 places. "Well, let's just count how many kids wanted to beat YOU." They counted 18 people who finished behind Marty. It gave Marty a different perspective and he felt good again. P.S. He's now in first place so far in the new league.
So, like I said, when Ralph pitched his latest venture to me, I politely listened. I told him last week, I'd love to try it but for 2 reasons, I couldn't. Number 1, I did try hypnotism before and couldn't be brought under. He told me I was trying too hard. Then I told him I really couldn't come up with the $99 for the session and he told me that I didn't need to pay him. I said I couldn't possibly do that, but thank you.
This past Sunday, I put on my awful sweat pants and a long tee shirt that sort of hugged my middle section in an unbecoming way! But I thought I'd be ok because I never take my coat off at archery because he keeps the place so cold all the time in the winter. Seriously, I've never taken my coat off there!! Well wouldn't you know it, the place was 71 degrees yesterday. I was telling one of the parents that I dressed like a slob in too tight clothes and now I can't take off my coat. I said one of these days, I've GOT to get my act together.
Ralph overheard me and said "Come on, come with me." So we went into his private office and I was expecting the hypnotist thingy and thinking what am I going to do, I know I'll never be put under. Well, I never had to be. He spoke to me for nearly an hour about the power of the subconscious mind and how what we tell ourselves in the conscious mind instructs the subconscious on what to do.
He told me to close my eyes and picture myself on how I want to look. When I opened my eyes, I surprised myself and found that a tear came down my face. He told me when I look in the mirror, to see the person I want to be and to love the person that I do see. I think I shed those few tears because I realized that I don't look in mirror anymore because I hate what I see. I hadn't realized that I had been doing that until that moment.
Anyhow, after a lot of good advice on that level of positive thinking, he told me that the subconscious listens to the very last thing you think about before you go to sleep and it sticks with it for the entire time you are sleeping. So he told me to put my index finger to my thumb (in sort of a pinch stance) and say "Yellow Jasmine. I am in the process of becoming thinner and thinner." Just that simple gesture and simple sentence. There was no "You are getting sleeeeeepy" stuff. And then I went back to watch Marty shoot targets. I felt so much better about myself. I felt so hopeful. (And, he didn't charge me.)
It reminded me of what Joyce Meyer has so often quoted "Speak things that are not as if they were." She said she used to look in the mirror and say "I am nice, I am pretty, Everybody likes me, and I weigh 135 pounds." Then she added "And NONE of those things were true!" hahahaha But, of course, they are true now, that's for sure.
So I did it. I did it not only right before I dropped off to sleep last night, but I did it several times during the day and also this morning. Today, I came to work and everyone brought in their cakes and cupcakes that were left over from their Superbowl parties and put them right next to the office coffee machine. I was a little tempted, but then I put my finger to my thumb and I immediately felt a bit stronger, and then I repeated the words he told me to say, and I walked out of the coffee room of my own free will and am not in the least bit tempted.
It's just funny how you can find help in the most unlikely of places by someone's random act of kindness.
I have to say that I truly feel that I am in the process of becoming thinner and thinner. Wish me luck!!
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Today was my "NO" day!!! And that's a GOOD thing!!!
We had a birthday breakfast for one of my coworkers and this means:
Sauteed Mushrooms and Onions
Hmmm, let's see now .... did I leave anything out??
Well, I forgot about the breakfast feast and brought in my own breakfast of 2 egg whites.
I went over to the feast, sang Happy Birthday, and took 2 turkey sausages, some fruit and then some of the mushrooms and onions. When I got back to my desk, I saw the grease just dripping on the onions. And you know what? I actually threw them out!!
When I passed the feast again, I saw there were only 3 turkey sausages left and they were to be discarded. As is my "old" habit, I took them and put them in the fridge to have with either lunch or tomorrow's breakfast. About an hour later, I told myself NO and went to the fridge, and got rid of them.
Then I took a 25 minute power walk, came back to my desk only to be offered half of an Italian hero: Thick slice of mozzarella, pepperoni, salami, and Italian dressing smeared all over it. And....I said NO (I actually said "no thank you" but to myself and the evil little demon trying to convince myself I'd only take a taste and then throw it out, I said "NO!!!").
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I want to be able to enjoy the whole meal, stuffing and all and in order to do that, I chose not to have all of the worthless fat soaked food today that is always around anyhow.
I chose to keep my (very) newly formed habit while I still had a chance and I told myself it's not the last time I'll ever see these foods, the timing is off right now and I'll have them when I can handle them with better control.
So, as I say to my son when he asks for something that's unreasonable "What three words am I thinking of?" and he says "No. No. No."
Monday, August 23, 2010
My husband, son and I were visiting my aunt's house on Saturday for a family get together and my cousin (her son) was there. He lives directly across the street from her. We hung out together for hours and my son stayed in her built in pool literally for 4 hours. When my cousin was getting ready to go home, someone asked him if he got his "tin" car into the garage without denting it.
My cousin collects antique and unique collectible cars. I asked him what the "tin" car was and he said "Oh, it's my Shelby Cobra." Now, let me tell you my son is only 12 but he's a huge car enthusiast. I went to the pool and said "Marty....Steven has a Cobra, do you want to go over and see it." I swear he levitated out of the pool!! hahahahahaha
Well, we went to see the "tin" car and it was a fully restored GORGEOUS yellow Shelby Cobra dragster, the only one of it's kind in the USA. It was in mint condition taking 798 of the possible 800 points awarded at the car show. My son was drooling. DROOLING! He was allowed to open and shut the door and touch the tires. From what I understand from the family, this honor has never been bestowed on anyone else that they know of LOL!!
After much drooling, my son looked at the beautifully restored MGB that was sitting next to the Shelby. Steven had gone all the way to England to pick up a new convertible top which is original equipment to replace the reproduction ragtop that was on the MGB when Steven acquired it. Steven told Marty that he doesn't drive the car anymore because he is too big for it. The pedals are too close together for his liking. He pointed out the 3 windshield wipers that it has and told Marty that when he puts them on, he finds himself waving his head back and forth much like the guys on Saturday Night Live in the disco skit who hang out at the bar swaying back and forth to "What is Love? Baby Don't Hurt Me No More" We laughed our heads off.
All the way home that night, Marty kept saying it was the best day of his life. He said this every 10 minutes.
The next morning I sent Steven an email thanking him for showing Marty the cars and telling him how the Shelby Cobra is Marty's favorite dream car in the world and he was even working on a model car kit 2 months ago of it. Then....I told him that Marty loved the MGB and was still shaking his head back and forth to the motion of the 3 wipers and humming that song. About an hour later, I got an email from Steven asking me if it would be alright with me if I allowed him to make a gift of the MGB to Marty. WHAAAAT??????
I read it to Marty and he fell off the bed!!!! hahahahahahaha. Of course I said YES and he's going to deliver the car in a car trailer to us in 2 weeks. Marty is hoping that every kid on the block is home when his car gets delivered so he can show it off. hahahahaha, Go Marty!
We need to clear out the garage completely for it, so I have to buy a shed for the lawn mower and the other stuff we have in the garage right now. The car is fully restored and has new brakes, fuel lines, clutch, suspension bushings, water pump, hoses, belts & fluids. It's even tuned.
This wonderful and generous gift will be treasured by my son for the rest of his life. He's already planning on starting to save his money so he can add memoribilia to his first car in his own "collection".
This will always be a very dear memory in my heart. Steven was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer 3 years ago and has somehow managed to survive way past the 3 months he was originally given when he was diagnosed. He is my most treasured relative and this act of extreme generosity is only a small example of his heart and his nature.
Here's some pictures of the car:
Sunday, August 01, 2010
I had the most delicious experience on Friday night. One that I haven't had in 5+ years!!!
I haven't bought clothes for myself in 2 years. Before that, it had been 3 years. I only went 2 years ago because the clothes I had been wearing had become too tight. It was the usual terrible experience where I felt I was "in between sizes". And that's because nothing fit right. If the pants fit, the waist band was too large, if the waist fit, the hips didn't, if the whole thing fit I looked terrible anyway. I would leave the store so depressed and down on myself. I'd hate myself all week long and be embarrassed to go to work because now I knew what I truly looked like to others. (Ever call in "fat" to work? Well I have.)
I came to realize that I didn't look in mirrors anymore. Trying on clothes in a store forces you to look.
So I would buy 2 pairs of pants and maybe 3 blouses and change off between them all week long. Evenings & weekends, I come home & get into sweats or loose fitting old stuff.
Well, it occurred to me that my son and I are leaving to visit my brother & his family in Chicago this week and my clothes from last year no longer fit (too loose! ahem!!). So Kohl's was having a "super sale" and I decided to take a chance and go try to shop for clothes. I figured I've lost close about 35 pounds (scale broke, so I don't know what I weigh anymore) so SOMETHING has to fit.
I am proud to say that I chose 3 pairs of capri's in a size I thought Might fit....and they did....They actually F I T !!!!!
I bought 4 blouses off the rack in a Large, figuring I'm no longer a XL or a 1X and got home and found that alas, they don't fit. And that's because they're too BIG!!!! I have to bring them back for a Medium!!!! hahahahahahaha It feels so great.
I also tried on the capri's just now at home just in case the store had "skinny mirrors". You know what I mean, sometimes they have "fat mirrors" that make you look huge and sometimes they're "skinny mirrors" and you get home and the clothes don't look as good on in your own mirror as they did in the store. Well these capri's looked exactly the same as they did in the store.
I had a weight watcher's leader many years ago that once said "Nothing tastes so good as when you can try on anything in your size in a store and find that it fits!!" And she's say "Nothing tastes so good as when you chose anything at all out of your closet and it fits."
She was right. It tasted very very good!!!!!
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