Friday, July 24, 2009
Making Days Count...
...that is my challenge for the next few days. I am a terrible procrastinator. There are many things that I have put off and I am at the point where I HAVE to get things done. So rather than whine and cry about how hard it is to get things done when you work a schedule like mine I plan on making my time off count by taking care of business. Cleaning up, putting back together, and getting things checked out (namely my body) is all it's going to be until I go back to work next week. This should alleviate the ho-hum attitude I sport while I am working. Turning 34 means I need to get some things checked out health wise and I know that will put my mind at rest. So I am starting early today with the GYM, and I will report back tomorrow to see what all I accomplished while in a very good frame of mind.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Goals
I have been bummed out lately because I don't seem to be hitting my "little" goals. But now that I have had some time to think about my new lifestyle I realize that my goals need a little tweaking:
#1. I can't jog. My plantar facitis (heel spurs) simply will not allow it. This may change as I continue to loose weight but only by a little bit. The sad truth is bone spurs do not simply go away with weight loss. They may get to be less bothersome though so I am still hoping I will not have to have surgery for them. I did do a little jogging while on vacation at Hi Vali but I definitely paid for it as I hobbled around the next few days. I will have to stick to walking which everyone says is just as good. Twice while on vacation I woke up before everyone else and went for a 2 mile walk/jog...it was awesome. I have NEVER made it a point to exercise while on vacation so this was a huge deal to me.
#2. I need to wait a while before I bother with challenging my clothing choices. I wanted to be able to wear more "summery" clothes while on vacation. I did wear shorts a few times but I was very uncomfortable with the way I looked. I am just going to have to give myself more time and more lbs. lost before I test the "sundress" waters...there's still Labor Day! And we will be at Hi Vali again celebrating Ron and Marian's anniversary. So maybe a cute sundress for the END of summer?
After sulking and being a whiny baby most of last week I have been able to look at what I am doing and still find things to be proud of. It's just so hard because I want to see more. But slow and steady is what will make this a real life-changing accomplishment. I simply have too much to be thankful for. I have a wonderful husband, a loving family and the most incredible friends. I have a house full of cats that are exceptionally affectionate and I am very thankful for all of them. And for the first time in a long time I am finding it easier to talk to God. And I mean really talk to Him. Not the typical "Thank you for this day..." which is how I used to pray. I am re-learning how to converse with the Most High God. This above all things is what I am happy about right now.
#1. I can't jog. My plantar facitis (heel spurs) simply will not allow it. This may change as I continue to loose weight but only by a little bit. The sad truth is bone spurs do not simply go away with weight loss. They may get to be less bothersome though so I am still hoping I will not have to have surgery for them. I did do a little jogging while on vacation at Hi Vali but I definitely paid for it as I hobbled around the next few days. I will have to stick to walking which everyone says is just as good. Twice while on vacation I woke up before everyone else and went for a 2 mile walk/jog...it was awesome. I have NEVER made it a point to exercise while on vacation so this was a huge deal to me.
#2. I need to wait a while before I bother with challenging my clothing choices. I wanted to be able to wear more "summery" clothes while on vacation. I did wear shorts a few times but I was very uncomfortable with the way I looked. I am just going to have to give myself more time and more lbs. lost before I test the "sundress" waters...there's still Labor Day! And we will be at Hi Vali again celebrating Ron and Marian's anniversary. So maybe a cute sundress for the END of summer?
After sulking and being a whiny baby most of last week I have been able to look at what I am doing and still find things to be proud of. It's just so hard because I want to see more. But slow and steady is what will make this a real life-changing accomplishment. I simply have too much to be thankful for. I have a wonderful husband, a loving family and the most incredible friends. I have a house full of cats that are exceptionally affectionate and I am very thankful for all of them. And for the first time in a long time I am finding it easier to talk to God. And I mean really talk to Him. Not the typical "Thank you for this day..." which is how I used to pray. I am re-learning how to converse with the Most High God. This above all things is what I am happy about right now.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Snap out of it!!
Could this funk I am in really just be hormones? I don't like to play the "hormone" card but I can't find another excuse for feeling so poopy! I am getting back "on point" as far as my eating and exercising. I did a pretty good job of getting some activity in on vacation which was a BIG accomplishment for me. And the weird thing is I can't even put it in words how I am feeling. Feverish? Achy? Fussy? Sad? All of the above. Well, hopefully it's nothing that a few days off can't cure. I am off for 3 (yippee), then back on for 9 (booooo!). I shouldn't complain, I have a great job. I get to hang out with my friends all night, listen to angry, loud music and complain about other people's stupidity ALL without the watchful eyes of a supervisor. It's really pretty freaking great most of the time. That's all I can come up with for now. I am looking forward to these few days off and HOPEFULLY a better attitude!
Friday, July 10, 2009
Dragging a** after vacation
I do not like the feeling that I need a vacation after my vacation. Don't get me wrong, we had a great time with family at the Frio River. It's nice to see everyone, fun to cook and eat (and DRINK) together. But somehow I feel worn out now that we are home. Maybe even bummed out? It makes no sense. I have that affliction where I want everyone to be happy and when they aren't I feel like I have some responsibility to help "fix" things. Which I can't do.
It's a twisted sort of arrogance I have about love and life. I have an amazing love that I am grateful for and humbled by daily. Stephen is the best thing about me and I cherish my place in this world as his wife. So, I sometimes feel like it's not fair that I have this great love and others don't. I'm not talking about everyone mind you. Ron and Marian have a beautiful love that should be envied. My father-in-law and mother-in-law are a stellar example of a powerful husband and wife team. Even my sweet parents, with the tumultuous marriage that they have had, awe me with their love and friendship after 35 years of marriage. So what's the point? I see trouble for others I love. I see red flags in their relationships. And it's pretty darn snooty of me to think I have a right to want to help "fix" things for them. SO, I keep my big mouth shut and worry myself over things that have nothing to do with me. And it makes me feel rotten.
See, I spent the better part of my 20's making a mess of my life. I lived through it and learned loads about myself and what God thinks of me. I promised myself that I would share my failures in hopes of helping others NOT make the same mistakes I did. But people have to make their own mistakes and as much as I hate to admit it, I don't know everything. But I know somethings. The night before Stephen and I got married I was struggling with things I didn't understand. So, I talked to someone I knew could answer my questions honestly. It helped a lot. It was hard to ask and hard to hear but worth it. I wish I could pass on the things I learned...but the people i am concerned about aren't asking for help.
This isn't making much sense. I'm tired and this lab is a freaking ice box!! Perhaps tomorrow will be a happier, healthier blog entry? We will see. Right now I just want to get through morning run and head home to crawl in bed.
It's a twisted sort of arrogance I have about love and life. I have an amazing love that I am grateful for and humbled by daily. Stephen is the best thing about me and I cherish my place in this world as his wife. So, I sometimes feel like it's not fair that I have this great love and others don't. I'm not talking about everyone mind you. Ron and Marian have a beautiful love that should be envied. My father-in-law and mother-in-law are a stellar example of a powerful husband and wife team. Even my sweet parents, with the tumultuous marriage that they have had, awe me with their love and friendship after 35 years of marriage. So what's the point? I see trouble for others I love. I see red flags in their relationships. And it's pretty darn snooty of me to think I have a right to want to help "fix" things for them. SO, I keep my big mouth shut and worry myself over things that have nothing to do with me. And it makes me feel rotten.
See, I spent the better part of my 20's making a mess of my life. I lived through it and learned loads about myself and what God thinks of me. I promised myself that I would share my failures in hopes of helping others NOT make the same mistakes I did. But people have to make their own mistakes and as much as I hate to admit it, I don't know everything. But I know somethings. The night before Stephen and I got married I was struggling with things I didn't understand. So, I talked to someone I knew could answer my questions honestly. It helped a lot. It was hard to ask and hard to hear but worth it. I wish I could pass on the things I learned...but the people i am concerned about aren't asking for help.
This isn't making much sense. I'm tired and this lab is a freaking ice box!! Perhaps tomorrow will be a happier, healthier blog entry? We will see. Right now I just want to get through morning run and head home to crawl in bed.
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