Tuesday, March 22, 2011
There it was, chirruping loudly in the birch out front of my office when I pulled into the parking lot yesterday.
Clearly a web-savvy robin.
And (ahem) perhaps a tiny bit plump: so maybe a member of SparkPeople?
I'm thinking he had been reading yesterday's blog, and was waiting for me!!
Chirrup chirrup chirrup chirrup!!
And thank you, Maha, for this totally marvellous site!!)
Then off for his cardio . . . flapping vigorously!!
Monday, March 21, 2011
I hear them. I just haven't seen one yet.
It's a cold morning, with semi-solid rain pouring down from a grey sky: and I've got my light-box on!
The north wind shall blow
And we shall have snow
And what will the robin do then, poor thing?
He'll sit in a barn
And keep himself warm
And hide his head
Under his wing, poor thing
And hide his head
Under his wing.
The persistence of poems and songs from early childhood: my days were filled with them.
We'll be putting out some robin fruits (chopped orange, berries) since the bird seed doesn't appeal to them, and it's waaaay too cold for worms!!
We had a rather eventful Sunday, with the office flood alarm going off repeatedly, sump pump overwhelmed, water pouring into the basement: it turned out that there was a broken water main in the boulevard in front of the building which was super-saturating the ground.
Nothing serious in comparison with earthquake/tsunami/nuclear melt-down. Nothing serious. Remarkably pleasant plumber turning out to help with temporary fix for the sump pump, remarkably pleasant municipal employee digging temporary trench out front to divert the worse of it; permanent repairs (for both) to occur today; nothing damaged in our basement.
And of course all of this sogginess is much appreciated by the robins!!
Which reminds me of:
Robin in the rain,
Such a saucy fellow.
Robin in the rain,
Mind your socks of yellow.
Running through the garden
With his nimble feet,
Digging in the garden
With his long strong beak.
Robin in the rain,
You don't mind the weather.
Showers only make you gay.
But I bet the worms are wishing
You would stay at home.
Robin on a rainy day
(Don't get your feet wet)
Robin on a rainy day!
I'm thinking that these robins may need their snow boots, actually!!
Sunday, March 20, 2011
That's pretty much been my mood for the past couple of days, and I'm enjoying it.
"Many a green isle needs must be
In the deep wide sea of Misery,
Or the mariner, worn and wan,
Never thus could voyage on . . . "
That's Percy Bysshe Shelley, the early 19th Century British Romantic poet, from " Lines Written among the Euganean Hills"-- always just a tad self-dramatizing, don't you think? Don't think of my life as a "deep wide sea of Misery" ever -- but nevetheless, there are moments of rest and respite which do feel like that "green isle" and heaven knows we need 'em. Yes we do!! In order to continue with that "voyage on". Which Shelley in fact, didn't -- dying poetically young at age 30. Never really had time to grow up. Growing up being hard work, ongoing, never ending . . . even at almost twice that age.
My weight is stable for now at 145 -- love the way that feels. Had my size six black jeans on yesterday!! And received a compliment leaving the gym: "Hello there, skinny Minny!"
Although yes, I'm preparing for/anticipating even, that inevitable blip upwards. To which when it happens I will say "Oh, well".
Because: I'm continuing to hide trigger foods, preplan nutrition and fitnes, sit down to eat, tolerate hunger, and spend the time required to identify/cope with sabotaging thoughts.
Of which sabotaging thoughts the most frequent still is: this all takes too much time.
And to which my best rejoinder is: yeah, about 10 extra minutes a day, That's all.
Whereas being heavier than I want takes 24/7. Lugging around excess weight.
My sister and I are planning to spend next Saturday together: yippee!! Shopping to be involved. Coffee also in huge quantities. And giggling, cackling, snorting: general hilarity!
Will be fun!!!
Friday, March 18, 2011
Suffice it to say, these past few weeks I've been waiting for medical tests. Lump.
And: got the results today. No worries.
I'd told myself it "would be nothing" but clearly didn't entirely convince myself.
Because now I know: I'm feeling totally relieved.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
I pretty much just take it for granted: I never want to work out. Any motivation which I experience is always "after acquired": after I've done it. Never before.
And now there's scientific evidence which explains this phenomenon: see this article from today's Globe and Mail:
In a nutshell: we're programmed by evolution to conserve energy, and not to waste it. That's in case a mastodon charges at us just after the treadmill workout when we're all pooped out. (Hasn't happened to me yet -- but just sayin'). The brain has evolved to protect us against needless expenditure of energy. Why should I get up off the couch to run if there's no immediate danger?? All of this means there is a perfectly a legitimate physical aversion to engaging in unnecessary effort. Sounds like a watertight excuse, right?
The "Catch 22" here is: your brain doesn't function properly without exercise. So it's only IF you exercise that your brain will work well enough to remind you BEFORE you exercise as to why you NEED to exercise in the long run for other perfectly legitimate reasons -- such as preventing heart disease, increasing muscle strength, warding off diabetes, controlling weight gain. Or something like that. (My own brain is experiencing fuzzy thinking: I didn't make it to the gym this morning, still in flu-recovery mode. Will get there, though: will do it!!).
The resistance to exercise reminds me of the person who doesn't use a bike helmet. Because, presumably, no brains to protect anyhow. Gotta be the reason.
I was so hopeful when I read the headline, "Can't motivate yourself to run? Blame evolution." Turns out, however, that evolution won't give us a free pass. Still gotta do it. The motivation comes after the fact -- when the brain is working properly again. And the endorphins have kicked in!!
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