I've been thinking a lot recently; having 6 hours outside, alone, will do that for you. (Of course, if you follow my twittering adventures, you will also know that 6 hours, alone, outside, in the 90+ degree heat with no cloud cover will also induce vomiting, passing out, wimping out, and accidentally sitting on a freaking ANT's nest... And hey, I'll take A.N.T.s - Automatic Negative Thoughts - over actual physical ants any day of the week!)
What have I been thinking about?
First thought: Declaring goal.
I've been at or below my "acceptable" weight for about 10 weeks now. I crossed under 141 pounds on April 27th, which is the highest my weight can be (without a doctor's note!). Since then, I've been playing hunt and peck with my weight. (I will confess, I have dropped 8.8 pounds since then; but that first week on Geoff's eating plan really kicked my weight loss in the seat of the pants...)
My original stated goal was 125 pounds. And then, since I have to weigh in post-lunch and fully dressed, I decided that I would do 130, since I didn't want to have to actually weigh about 120-122 in order to maintain my WW goals... (street clothes weigh between 2 and 5 pounds... a pair of jeans weighs at least 1 pound and could be as much as 3 pounds. Just in case you wanted to know that.) Now I'm fluttering around 134 - 135; and the weird thing is, I feel so much better about my weight recently.
I think I got some validation with that article that was published at MSNBC. My "problem" wasn't getting loads of sympathy... or at least, not the sort of sympathy I was looking for. I got a lot of exasperated "you look fine, sheesh." and "what the hell is your problem, you're a size 4, for pete's sake." I understand that, I really do. A year ago, I'd have probably been yelling at me, too.
And yet, I wasn't as happy with my weight and my appearance as I thought I'd be when I was looking at the greener pastures from so far away. (I also further think that some of the exasperation directed at me was transferred aggression; "If she doesn't think she looks good at a size 4, what the hell do I look like at a 16, and I was sooo happy about being in a 16...")
Now, however, a mere two weeks after the article was published, I'm feeling better. More comfortable in my body. Vindicated. I'm still not 100% happy, but let's be serious... is anyone 100% happy with anything? There are always going to be things I don't like about myself, or my appearance. The day we decide we can't possibly get any better is the day we should just go out and die.
So, I've been thinking about declaring goal at 135 (what IS it with us and wanting some nice round number... I'm half tempted to declare goal at 134 just to be obstinate and stubborn and weird...)
This will 1) cut down on my monthly outgoing cash, as I will become a lifetime member in ~6 weeks. I haven't had any trouble keeping my weight the same(ish) or continuing to move down. Even my large weight bounces have been in the 1-2 pound ranges.
2) hopefully allow me to relax, a little. Not so much relax about what I'm eating, but damn, stop being obsessed with myself.
3) I still have the option of losing more. Thomas declared his weight goal at 175 and now clocks in at a sweet 162 pounds...
On the other hand, I did SAY I was going to get to 130, and man, I hate not doing something that I said I was going to do.
So, I'm conflicted.
What are your thoughts?
Second Thought: Guest Posts
I'm setting August aside for some guest posts. I've already approached a few writers and dieters about writing guest posts for me and their response has been enthusiastic. So, if you're interested in writing a guest post for me, hit me up in the comments, or shoot me an email at tisfan at gmail dot com. Likewise, if there's something you'd like to see covered here, contact me, or comment me, and I'll see if I can't find an expert/bullspinner to write something about it.
Third Thought: Upcoming Posts
I've got some stuff in the works, including an upcoming virtual book tour with Kathy Balland. I'll have a copy of her book (signed!) to give away. I'm going to do an interview with her, so if there are any questions you have for her, please let me know so I can get my interview prepped!
Shiny Happy People (make me sick). I've been considering writing a blog post about my attitude. Sometimes I get really, really tired of people telling me how important a good attitude is and how much more you can accomplish with a positive attitude and lemons into lemonade, blah blah blah... I have a craptastic attitude, and I'm here to tell you that even us sourpusses can succeed! Would you all be interested in listening to my rant on that particular subject?
The Hair and Makeup Syndrom. Ever notice how different people look in their before and after pictures? I'd like to explore the nature of the beast... anyone interested in that? Thoughts? Commentary?
Fourth Thought: No, not really.
It's not, since I didn't know how much my weigh in would be pre-falling over, but for those of you here for Healthy You, I'm down .4 this week. I'm not sure that counts, tho, since I was all (according to everyone else. I felt ok. A little tired, but ok...) freaked out yesterday. It was exasperating, actually, since my husband wouldn't let me stay home alone while he went to give blood, and made Leslie babysit me. Eyeroll.
Anyway, before I fell over onto an anthill yesterday and got swarmed (literally. It was scary and freaky...) those were my thoughts.
- Lynn
- Chesapeake, VA, United States
- "How does one become a butterfly?" she asked pensively. "You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar." - Trina Paulus, Hope for the Flowers
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Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
8 Mile
I've been a little MIA around here...
First, I've got a collaborative blog project here: A bunch of us at Twitter are walking "together" for this Weight Watchers 5K... So, if you're interested in that project, just shoot a DM to @bwjen and she'll hook you into that project. I'm going to actually be physically walking with my meeting group, so's Thomas and Darcy will be joining us as well, altho truth be told, Thomas will probably have to carry her at least part of the way. But our leader, Beth, is going to be setting up the walk so we'll end at the Skinny Dip. That's for Carla, who refuses to work out at all... except where there's Ice Cream involved.
Secondly, I have another collaborative project of my own. The weekly Wii Fit Challenge. It started off with just me and another girl and I now have four or five people who are interested. So, if you're interested in that, just leave me a comment with your email in it, and I'll send you an invite to that project.
So those are my current web projects; at home I'm trying to clip coupons and stick better to a grocery budget. I don't think I'll ever get to the point of some of my web-mommy friends who can feed a family of four on $40 a week, but I'm getting better. I've ordered the newspaper, which is $9 a month and started collecting coupons. Tuesday, when I was at the laundrymat, I took out all the coupon fliers and went through them while my dryer loads were going. Yesterday, I went to the store with $ 7.79 worth of coupons. (the 40 cents off and 50 cents off were doubled, and the B1G1 got me a free packet of tuna fish; normally $1.99)
Now, part of the frugal mommy thing is that I'm not supposed to buy anything that's not a grocery at the grocery store; no shampoo, cat food, lightbulbs, feminine supplies, etc. Those items are supposedly cheaper at drug stores, pet shops, Wal-Mart. I'm sure this is correct, and I am trying to remember (well, except that I won't ever shop at Wal-Mart again... long story.) to pick those items up at other times. Also, it's not always the best deal. Yesterday, the Harris Teeter had a special, buy one box of dishwasher tabs, get one free. Plus I had a coupon for them, $2.50 off. So I got 40 tabs (about 5 weeks of dishes) for $3.49.
On the plus side, I may be well stocked for dinner meat for at least 3 weeks. The Harris Teeter (if you have one in your area, you should go check out this sale) is offering the 2.5 pound bag of pre-frozen chicken breasts Buy One, Get Two Free. That's 7.5 pounds of chicken for $9. Also, last week they had a huge package of beef cubes (stew meat, kabobs, stir fry) on sale for $8 for 4 pounds, so I divided that package up and stuffed it in the freezer. And I have one packet of veal, a pound of ground beef, and 2 packages of turkey cutlets. That's 18 dinners with meat, plus I've got tuna, pasta, and other vegetarian dishes planned. So, while I spent $102 yesterday, I have fed my family for the next couple weeks, only picking up vegetables and produce...
Cool.
Now, Friday we got together with Leslie and headed over to City View Park to walk and play with Darcy and whatnot. While we were driving there, I commented to Thomas that I was planning - eventually - to walk to Lynnhaven mall, depending on how far away it was. If it's over 15 miles, I wasn't going to do it just yet, but I thought it was about 10-12 miles, so in the next few weeks...
"And walk back," he says.
"Oh, no," says I. "I was going to call you when I got there and have you pick me up."
"Oh, I see how that goes."
"You could walk to my house," Leslie pipes up from the back seat. "I'd give you a ride home."
So, Sunday, I mapped it out. It's 11.4 miles to Lynnhaven mall and 8.6 miles to Leslie's house. Since I've missed my walks because of illness recently, I didn't want to try eleven miles, but I figured 8 miles was doable.
I packed my bag (note to self: please, please buy a new bag soon, this one is killing my shoulder...) and headed out. It was a nice day, a little sunny, and about low 70's. The roads had sidewalks the whole way (always a plus) and were just busy enough to make me happy I'd decided to go ahead and wear my iPod. (If there's no sidewalks, I won't wear it... it's not safe. On the other hand, if I'm on the sidewalk and someone decides to run me over, the likelihood that not wearing my iPod will save me is pretty low...)
I passed this tree about 1/3 of the way there and thought it was quite pretty. Actually, it's prettier even than the picture shows, because the surrounding bushes were also covered with these purple flowers. (Yes, I'm sure the owner of the tree and bushes isn't happy about it... I think this purple stuff is one of those parasitical types of flowers, but hey, it's not my yard, and it does look nice...)
However, all the walking I did on Sunday, combined with some high sodium food choices made my weigh in on Monday... not so great. I was up 1.4 pounds.
On the other hand, over the last three days, according to the wii fit, I've dropped 2.4 pounds... stupid water weight.
First, I've got a collaborative blog project here: A bunch of us at Twitter are walking "together" for this Weight Watchers 5K... So, if you're interested in that project, just shoot a DM to @bwjen and she'll hook you into that project. I'm going to actually be physically walking with my meeting group, so's Thomas and Darcy will be joining us as well, altho truth be told, Thomas will probably have to carry her at least part of the way. But our leader, Beth, is going to be setting up the walk so we'll end at the Skinny Dip. That's for Carla, who refuses to work out at all... except where there's Ice Cream involved.
Secondly, I have another collaborative project of my own. The weekly Wii Fit Challenge. It started off with just me and another girl and I now have four or five people who are interested. So, if you're interested in that, just leave me a comment with your email in it, and I'll send you an invite to that project.
So those are my current web projects; at home I'm trying to clip coupons and stick better to a grocery budget. I don't think I'll ever get to the point of some of my web-mommy friends who can feed a family of four on $40 a week, but I'm getting better. I've ordered the newspaper, which is $9 a month and started collecting coupons. Tuesday, when I was at the laundrymat, I took out all the coupon fliers and went through them while my dryer loads were going. Yesterday, I went to the store with $ 7.79 worth of coupons. (the 40 cents off and 50 cents off were doubled, and the B1G1 got me a free packet of tuna fish; normally $1.99)
Now, part of the frugal mommy thing is that I'm not supposed to buy anything that's not a grocery at the grocery store; no shampoo, cat food, lightbulbs, feminine supplies, etc. Those items are supposedly cheaper at drug stores, pet shops, Wal-Mart. I'm sure this is correct, and I am trying to remember (well, except that I won't ever shop at Wal-Mart again... long story.) to pick those items up at other times. Also, it's not always the best deal. Yesterday, the Harris Teeter had a special, buy one box of dishwasher tabs, get one free. Plus I had a coupon for them, $2.50 off. So I got 40 tabs (about 5 weeks of dishes) for $3.49.
On the plus side, I may be well stocked for dinner meat for at least 3 weeks. The Harris Teeter (if you have one in your area, you should go check out this sale) is offering the 2.5 pound bag of pre-frozen chicken breasts Buy One, Get Two Free. That's 7.5 pounds of chicken for $9. Also, last week they had a huge package of beef cubes (stew meat, kabobs, stir fry) on sale for $8 for 4 pounds, so I divided that package up and stuffed it in the freezer. And I have one packet of veal, a pound of ground beef, and 2 packages of turkey cutlets. That's 18 dinners with meat, plus I've got tuna, pasta, and other vegetarian dishes planned. So, while I spent $102 yesterday, I have fed my family for the next couple weeks, only picking up vegetables and produce...
Cool.
Now, Friday we got together with Leslie and headed over to City View Park to walk and play with Darcy and whatnot. While we were driving there, I commented to Thomas that I was planning - eventually - to walk to Lynnhaven mall, depending on how far away it was. If it's over 15 miles, I wasn't going to do it just yet, but I thought it was about 10-12 miles, so in the next few weeks...
"And walk back," he says.
"Oh, no," says I. "I was going to call you when I got there and have you pick me up."
"Oh, I see how that goes."
"You could walk to my house," Leslie pipes up from the back seat. "I'd give you a ride home."
So, Sunday, I mapped it out. It's 11.4 miles to Lynnhaven mall and 8.6 miles to Leslie's house. Since I've missed my walks because of illness recently, I didn't want to try eleven miles, but I figured 8 miles was doable.I packed my bag (note to self: please, please buy a new bag soon, this one is killing my shoulder...) and headed out. It was a nice day, a little sunny, and about low 70's. The roads had sidewalks the whole way (always a plus) and were just busy enough to make me happy I'd decided to go ahead and wear my iPod. (If there's no sidewalks, I won't wear it... it's not safe. On the other hand, if I'm on the sidewalk and someone decides to run me over, the likelihood that not wearing my iPod will save me is pretty low...)
I passed this tree about 1/3 of the way there and thought it was quite pretty. Actually, it's prettier even than the picture shows, because the surrounding bushes were also covered with these purple flowers. (Yes, I'm sure the owner of the tree and bushes isn't happy about it... I think this purple stuff is one of those parasitical types of flowers, but hey, it's not my yard, and it does look nice...)
However, all the walking I did on Sunday, combined with some high sodium food choices made my weigh in on Monday... not so great. I was up 1.4 pounds.
On the other hand, over the last three days, according to the wii fit, I've dropped 2.4 pounds... stupid water weight.
Monday, December 29, 2008
2008, a Year in Review
Meme questionnaire from Fat Bridesmaid.
Was 2008 good for you?
Mostly, yes. As usual, money keeps coming up as an issue, but I don't see that as ever stopping. If I have more money, I'll just spend more money. But I lost 65 pounds, I gained several good, healthy habits. I learned more about how to budget my time and money. I have learned how to make and keep lists, and I've learned more about how to keep up with my housework.
What was your favorite moment of the year?
Being fussed over at the Express while getting my dress for Thomas's office party.
What was your worst moment of the year?
Strangely enough, I don't think I really had a worst moment this year. Nothing leaps to mind, at any rate. We had the usual money woes, but managed to get through another year without having to hit anyone up for a loan. There were some illnesses in friends and family members, but everyone's gotten better or gotten adjusted. I didn't even quit a guild this year!
Where were you when 2008 began?
Chesapeake, Virginia
Who were you with?
My husband and my daughter, and two completely annoying felines.
Where will you be when 2008 ends?
Chesapeake, Virginia
Did you keep your new years resolution of 2008?
Shockingly enough, yes. I resolved to start eating better and start some sort of exercise program. Both of these things I have managed to keep doing for the year. I also resolved to attempt to keep a better grip on my housework, which I have done (thanks Flylady!). I've lost 65 pounds this year, I walk at least 10 miles every week. I also finished up my resolution from 2006, when I decided to get all my dental work done. Wow, that one took a while to accomplish.
Do you have a new years resolution for 2009?
Like with my 2006 resolution of getting my teeth fixed, the 'getting healthy' resolution is a work in progress. I still have a little less than 30 pounds to go to finish up my weight loss. I'd like to start and work on writing my half of the book that Thomas and I have in the works. I don't have any specific plans or anything, yet, this year. I frequently don't really nail down resolutions on Jan 1. Sometimes they show up before the year's end, and sometimes they don't show up until March... just depends. I don't think there's really a target date for setting goals... even if Jan 1 is convenient.
Did you fall in love in 2008? If yes, with who?
Yes. With my husband. I never fell out of love with him, mind, but sometimes it seems a little less urgent than it used to, you know? And as much as I do love him, I occasionally take him for granted, or dismiss him from consideration. I'd gotten particularly used to thinking of him as a slug; someone who didn't do much of anything unless he was forced to... I've been constantly, and continually, impressed with him this year. Not to mention the fact that he's LOADS better looking than he used to be. Which is always nice.
Are you still in love?
Abso-fraggin'-lutely.
Did you breakup with anyone in 2008?
Nope.
Did you make any new friends in 2008?
Yes. Leslie and Tommy P. Ashley. Beth. My Evil Twin! Loads and loads of online friends.
Who are your favorite new friends?
Leslie!! And Beth!
What was your favorite month of 2008? Why this month?
February was good. Thomas and I had our 10th year anniversary and enjoyed some vacation time. June was good, too.
Did you travel outside of the US (or your home country) in 2008?
Nope.
How many different places did you travel to in 2008?
We went to North Carolina twice...
Did you miss anybody in the past year?
I wouldn't mind seeing Ashby again... he's a wretched corespondent.
What was your favorite movie that you saw in 2008?
Kung Fu Panda!
What was your favorite song from 2008?
I Kissed a Girl, Katy Perry
How many concerts or plays did you see in 2008?
Zero
What was your favorite book in 2008?
Guess it was Twilight... didn't really read much of anything new this year...
How many people did you sleep with in 2008?
Just my husband... but I slept with him A LOT.
Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
Aside from a fudge binge, no, not really...
What was the biggest lie you told in 2008?
Told my dad that I'd been planning to take him to dinner for his 60th birthday, but honestly, I'd forgotten it was his 60th birthday until after the fact. Fortunately, because he didn't come down to drop off the child, as had been planned, instead he foisted it off on his sister-in-law to bring the child back to us, I was able to act all indignant and stuff.
Did you treat somebody badly in 2008?
Probably. No one's come to me with an Issue though, so I remain blissfully ignorant.
Did somebody treat you badly in 2008?
From time to time, but not enough so for me to have a little Sit Down with them to discuss it.
What was your proudest moment of 2008?
You know, I'd love to have one of these... but I spend entirely too much time belittling my own accomplishments for much pride. I can think of some moments that I should be proud of, that I want to be proud of... and yet, I don't seem to harbor much glow of satisfaction over them. God, I'mfucked up. slightly pathetic. Maybe I'll make working on my (lack of) self-esteem one of my goals for 2009.
What was your most embarrassing moment of 2008?
I don't think I had one... altho maybe I'm just repressing it, but I can't remember doing anything particularly humiliating in public...
If you could go back to any moment of 2008 and change something, what would it be?
Never. happen. I never want to change anything. Even when I want to, I don't. What happened, no matter how upsetting or ridiculous it was, makes me the person I am today, and you just never know how changing one thing will mess up too many other things. I am reasonably content with my life. I don't want it to be different.
Where did you work in 2008?
I am happy and content in my well-paying job. Housewife. I never leave the house.
Favorite TV shows(s) of 2008?
Heroes, Season 1
Favorite Band(s) of 2008?
P!nk
Favorite Food in 2008?
Does chewing gum count? If so, Trident lime-strawberry splash.
Favorite Drink in 2008?
Diet Coke with Lime
Favorite Place in 2008?
Outer Banks, NC
Favorite person(s) to be with in 2008?
my husband
my daughter
Leslie
Favorite person(s) to talk to in 2008?
My Evil Twin, Val
Favorite trip in 2008?
Day trip to OBX with Jeanne and Leigh and spouse and child.
Favorite stores in 2008?
Express
Hardest thing you had to go through in 2008?
My clothes. Over and over again, tossing stuff that doesn't fit. Speaking of which, it's time to purge the XL shirts...
Most exciting moment(s) in 2008?
Fitting into a size 12 jeans for the first time since 1991
Funniest moment(s) in 2008?
Conversation with Child:
Darcy: Mommy, why are you buying new clothes?
Me: Nothing fits anymore because I lost some weight...
Darcy: ::patting my arm with great sympathy:: Don't worry, Mommy, we'll find your weight for you!
Year in Review
A bit before the beginning of 2008, my husband and I decide to go on a diet.
January, we find out my best friend's daughter is diabetic, and I deal with embracing my own problems.
In February, I joined the Healthy You Challenge, went on a long weekend trip to OBX, and started the long term project of working on my attitude.
March came along, and I abandoned the Flex plan for Core, had some personal issues with friends, and had a bra intervention.
In April, my husband had his birthday party, I dropped below 200 pounds, got to my 10% weight loss goal, and went for my first run.
May came along and I spent a while being sick... I also discussed our household philosophy, and learn to make better bad choices.
June was a fun month... we went to OBX with some friends, and I went off the reservation. I rant about my lack of feminity and trouble finding "small rewards" for my weight loss (and my husband makes theoretical physics discussions about his male bits...)
In July, my weight got down to nearly forgotten territories, as I hit my second 10% goal. (At 178, I had, by this point, dropped nearly 40 pounds!) I ended up getting new bras again, and had a great moment when I realized I was no longer compensating for being overweight.
In August, I talk philosophy and lose 45 pounds. I show off my massively overdeveloped (altho, similarly massively underused) brain, and get taken off the asthma medications that I had been taking for better than 10 years.
With September and the beginning of Fall, I fell off the BMI-Obese charts. I talk about my problems with my self-image in a post replete with Star Wars imagry... I do the Math on Weight Watchers and I discuss the many different kinds of good weather.
October sees my daughter's birthday, me into a size 12, a great side by side comparison picture and my guest post over at MizFit, which was so totally cool I can't begin to explain it!
November, in which we descend into the depths of the "holiday season", my first real plateau, in which I spend the better part of six weeks playing with the same 5 pounds... I discuss what I'm grateful for, and I make Some Plans.
And finally, December, the end of a long, strange trip... I had a good Thanksgiving, a great shopping experience, and Weight Watchers updates its Plans...
Was 2008 good for you?
Mostly, yes. As usual, money keeps coming up as an issue, but I don't see that as ever stopping. If I have more money, I'll just spend more money. But I lost 65 pounds, I gained several good, healthy habits. I learned more about how to budget my time and money. I have learned how to make and keep lists, and I've learned more about how to keep up with my housework.
What was your favorite moment of the year?
Being fussed over at the Express while getting my dress for Thomas's office party.
What was your worst moment of the year?
Strangely enough, I don't think I really had a worst moment this year. Nothing leaps to mind, at any rate. We had the usual money woes, but managed to get through another year without having to hit anyone up for a loan. There were some illnesses in friends and family members, but everyone's gotten better or gotten adjusted. I didn't even quit a guild this year!
Where were you when 2008 began?
Chesapeake, Virginia
Who were you with?
My husband and my daughter, and two completely annoying felines.
Where will you be when 2008 ends?
Chesapeake, Virginia
Did you keep your new years resolution of 2008?
Shockingly enough, yes. I resolved to start eating better and start some sort of exercise program. Both of these things I have managed to keep doing for the year. I also resolved to attempt to keep a better grip on my housework, which I have done (thanks Flylady!). I've lost 65 pounds this year, I walk at least 10 miles every week. I also finished up my resolution from 2006, when I decided to get all my dental work done. Wow, that one took a while to accomplish.
Do you have a new years resolution for 2009?
Like with my 2006 resolution of getting my teeth fixed, the 'getting healthy' resolution is a work in progress. I still have a little less than 30 pounds to go to finish up my weight loss. I'd like to start and work on writing my half of the book that Thomas and I have in the works. I don't have any specific plans or anything, yet, this year. I frequently don't really nail down resolutions on Jan 1. Sometimes they show up before the year's end, and sometimes they don't show up until March... just depends. I don't think there's really a target date for setting goals... even if Jan 1 is convenient.
Did you fall in love in 2008? If yes, with who?
Yes. With my husband. I never fell out of love with him, mind, but sometimes it seems a little less urgent than it used to, you know? And as much as I do love him, I occasionally take him for granted, or dismiss him from consideration. I'd gotten particularly used to thinking of him as a slug; someone who didn't do much of anything unless he was forced to... I've been constantly, and continually, impressed with him this year. Not to mention the fact that he's LOADS better looking than he used to be. Which is always nice.
Are you still in love?
Abso-fraggin'-lutely.
Did you breakup with anyone in 2008?
Nope.
Did you make any new friends in 2008?
Yes. Leslie and Tommy P. Ashley. Beth. My Evil Twin! Loads and loads of online friends.
Who are your favorite new friends?
Leslie!! And Beth!
What was your favorite month of 2008? Why this month?
February was good. Thomas and I had our 10th year anniversary and enjoyed some vacation time. June was good, too.
Did you travel outside of the US (or your home country) in 2008?
Nope.
How many different places did you travel to in 2008?
We went to North Carolina twice...
Did you miss anybody in the past year?
I wouldn't mind seeing Ashby again... he's a wretched corespondent.
What was your favorite movie that you saw in 2008?
Kung Fu Panda!
What was your favorite song from 2008?
I Kissed a Girl, Katy Perry
How many concerts or plays did you see in 2008?
Zero
What was your favorite book in 2008?
Guess it was Twilight... didn't really read much of anything new this year...
How many people did you sleep with in 2008?
Just my husband... but I slept with him A LOT.
Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
Aside from a fudge binge, no, not really...
What was the biggest lie you told in 2008?
Told my dad that I'd been planning to take him to dinner for his 60th birthday, but honestly, I'd forgotten it was his 60th birthday until after the fact. Fortunately, because he didn't come down to drop off the child, as had been planned, instead he foisted it off on his sister-in-law to bring the child back to us, I was able to act all indignant and stuff.
Did you treat somebody badly in 2008?
Probably. No one's come to me with an Issue though, so I remain blissfully ignorant.
Did somebody treat you badly in 2008?
From time to time, but not enough so for me to have a little Sit Down with them to discuss it.
What was your proudest moment of 2008?
You know, I'd love to have one of these... but I spend entirely too much time belittling my own accomplishments for much pride. I can think of some moments that I should be proud of, that I want to be proud of... and yet, I don't seem to harbor much glow of satisfaction over them. God, I'm
What was your most embarrassing moment of 2008?
I don't think I had one... altho maybe I'm just repressing it, but I can't remember doing anything particularly humiliating in public...
If you could go back to any moment of 2008 and change something, what would it be?
Never. happen. I never want to change anything. Even when I want to, I don't. What happened, no matter how upsetting or ridiculous it was, makes me the person I am today, and you just never know how changing one thing will mess up too many other things. I am reasonably content with my life. I don't want it to be different.
Where did you work in 2008?
I am happy and content in my well-paying job. Housewife. I never leave the house.
Favorite TV shows(s) of 2008?
Heroes, Season 1
Favorite Band(s) of 2008?
P!nk
Favorite Food in 2008?
Does chewing gum count? If so, Trident lime-strawberry splash.
Favorite Drink in 2008?
Diet Coke with Lime
Favorite Place in 2008?
Outer Banks, NC
Favorite person(s) to be with in 2008?
my husband
my daughter
Leslie
Favorite person(s) to talk to in 2008?
My Evil Twin, Val
Favorite trip in 2008?
Day trip to OBX with Jeanne and Leigh and spouse and child.
Favorite stores in 2008?
Express
Hardest thing you had to go through in 2008?
My clothes. Over and over again, tossing stuff that doesn't fit. Speaking of which, it's time to purge the XL shirts...
Most exciting moment(s) in 2008?
Fitting into a size 12 jeans for the first time since 1991
Funniest moment(s) in 2008?
Conversation with Child:
Darcy: Mommy, why are you buying new clothes?
Me: Nothing fits anymore because I lost some weight...
Darcy: ::patting my arm with great sympathy:: Don't worry, Mommy, we'll find your weight for you!
Year in Review
A bit before the beginning of 2008, my husband and I decide to go on a diet.
January, we find out my best friend's daughter is diabetic, and I deal with embracing my own problems.
In February, I joined the Healthy You Challenge, went on a long weekend trip to OBX, and started the long term project of working on my attitude.
March came along, and I abandoned the Flex plan for Core, had some personal issues with friends, and had a bra intervention.
In April, my husband had his birthday party, I dropped below 200 pounds, got to my 10% weight loss goal, and went for my first run.
May came along and I spent a while being sick... I also discussed our household philosophy, and learn to make better bad choices.
June was a fun month... we went to OBX with some friends, and I went off the reservation. I rant about my lack of feminity and trouble finding "small rewards" for my weight loss (and my husband makes theoretical physics discussions about his male bits...)
In July, my weight got down to nearly forgotten territories, as I hit my second 10% goal. (At 178, I had, by this point, dropped nearly 40 pounds!) I ended up getting new bras again, and had a great moment when I realized I was no longer compensating for being overweight.
In August, I talk philosophy and lose 45 pounds. I show off my massively overdeveloped (altho, similarly massively underused) brain, and get taken off the asthma medications that I had been taking for better than 10 years.
With September and the beginning of Fall, I fell off the BMI-Obese charts. I talk about my problems with my self-image in a post replete with Star Wars imagry... I do the Math on Weight Watchers and I discuss the many different kinds of good weather.
October sees my daughter's birthday, me into a size 12, a great side by side comparison picture and my guest post over at MizFit, which was so totally cool I can't begin to explain it!
November, in which we descend into the depths of the "holiday season", my first real plateau, in which I spend the better part of six weeks playing with the same 5 pounds... I discuss what I'm grateful for, and I make Some Plans.
And finally, December, the end of a long, strange trip... I had a good Thanksgiving, a great shopping experience, and Weight Watchers updates its Plans...
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Some bloggie things
Well, first, I have some awardie things to post...
PTG put me up for the Your Blog is Fabulous award... cute!
And Seashore put me up for the Marie Antoinette Award: Real Blogs, Real People...
I'm supposed to nominate people for each of these awards, so I'll do so here, and you all can pick which (or both) of the awards you'd like to have:
1) Wanna Be Skinny at Slow, Deep Breaths who is having a bit of a frustrating spell at the moment and can use all your love and encouragement!
2) All Vegged Out, who always has the nicest pictures of food, and is a friendly sort! I adore her, and you should, too...
3) Thinking Thin, Too, who is a snarky, no-nonsense sort of blogger with more attitude than Carters has little pills.
4) DietBook, who is my evil twin. Or I'm her evil twin. No, I'm definitely her evil twin. I'm pretty sure.
5) Trapped, who is taking a hiatus, but I'd really like her to come back.
And, everyone else that I would put up for awards either has them already, or doesn't know I exist, so I'm not going to bother them by putting them up for awardie things.
Answering a question from the inestimable Carla from MizFit...
"Im so curious how you stuck to the fifteen minute wait before you even were allowed :) to consider a second serving." she says in a comment on my entry A Core By Any Other Name.
I have some strange advantages. I say strange because generally speaking, I don't consider them advantages. I don't have a dining room table. When Thomas and I moved here, we went from a 3-bedroom, 2 bath, 1,500 square foot, eat in kitchen apartment to a squishy little 2 bedroom, 1 bath, dining room/living room combo with a closet-sized galley kitchen. (It's not quite as small as the 2 roomer I had back in college, where you had to leave the kitchen to change your mind, but really, it's quite smidgy and I hate it.) Given that we're both serious geeks, we each have our own computers and wanted to set them up somewhere. So, we had a choice: Dining room or computers.
It's hardly surprising to anyone that we chose to set up the computers and give the dining room table and chairs to Goodwill.
This is a serious disadvantage, as I will never, ever be able to actually "entertain." I've had friends over who don't mind eating on the sofa, but I can't throw a fancy dinner party or anything... also, it means we don't "eat together as a family," which I'm told is crucial to a healthy family life. (I can sort of agree with this, as me and my parents never ate together as a family either; my mom was always on some starvation diet of some sort, my dad ate in front of the tv, and I ate alone in the kitchen, and my family's not quite as dysfunctional as they come, but it's close...) However, as the fam and I go for long walks 4 times a week, I think we're getting in our quality time. Does it matter if we're talking over dinner or talking while getting exercise? No, I don't think so.
It's also a disadvantage because I am the world's sloppiest eater. Which means my keyboard is in the sort of state that makes strong men a little green around the gills, and the less you think about it, the happier you'll be.
But it is decidedly an advantage when it comes to the 15 minute rule.
I'm not sitting awkwardly at the table, watching other people eat. I'm not looking at the leftovers; they're in the kitchen. And I have my lovely distraction right there in front of me in the form of Warcraft, or blogs, or chatting on Irc, or Twitter, or whatever it is that I'm doing...
Also, I have a clock right there on my computer for those times when I really am actually in dire need of having a second helping, I can keep an eye on the time.
I've found fifteen minutes is a pretty good amount of time; my brain recognizes whether or not I'm full/satisfied... which is to say, if I spend the last 5 minutes of my 15 watching the clock, yeah, I'm probably still hungry, and if I've moved on to concentrating fiercely on keeping Moriar up during the Patchwork fight, I'm really not. Some people may need more time for their brains to kick in... the brain being a bit slow that way, and not really getting the signals. I guess it's more important to prioritize things like cuts and scrapes, so it can be forgiven for being a bit slow about a full stomach, or the emotional trauma of being forced to listen to Steely Dan for the 8th time this week... I mean, when you catch yourself singing along to "Bad Sneakers" and thinking, maybe this song isn't that bad...
Anyway, thanks for asking. If there's anything YOU want to know about your benificent caterpillar (who is working on becoming a beautiful butterfly!) feel free to post a comment, and I'll be sure to answer you...
PTG put me up for the Your Blog is Fabulous award... cute!
And Seashore put me up for the Marie Antoinette Award: Real Blogs, Real People...
I'm supposed to nominate people for each of these awards, so I'll do so here, and you all can pick which (or both) of the awards you'd like to have:
1) Wanna Be Skinny at Slow, Deep Breaths who is having a bit of a frustrating spell at the moment and can use all your love and encouragement!
2) All Vegged Out, who always has the nicest pictures of food, and is a friendly sort! I adore her, and you should, too...
3) Thinking Thin, Too, who is a snarky, no-nonsense sort of blogger with more attitude than Carters has little pills.
4) DietBook, who is my evil twin. Or I'm her evil twin. No, I'm definitely her evil twin. I'm pretty sure.
5) Trapped, who is taking a hiatus, but I'd really like her to come back.
And, everyone else that I would put up for awards either has them already, or doesn't know I exist, so I'm not going to bother them by putting them up for awardie things.
Answering a question from the inestimable Carla from MizFit...
"Im so curious how you stuck to the fifteen minute wait before you even were allowed :) to consider a second serving." she says in a comment on my entry A Core By Any Other Name.
I have some strange advantages. I say strange because generally speaking, I don't consider them advantages. I don't have a dining room table. When Thomas and I moved here, we went from a 3-bedroom, 2 bath, 1,500 square foot, eat in kitchen apartment to a squishy little 2 bedroom, 1 bath, dining room/living room combo with a closet-sized galley kitchen. (It's not quite as small as the 2 roomer I had back in college, where you had to leave the kitchen to change your mind, but really, it's quite smidgy and I hate it.) Given that we're both serious geeks, we each have our own computers and wanted to set them up somewhere. So, we had a choice: Dining room or computers.
It's hardly surprising to anyone that we chose to set up the computers and give the dining room table and chairs to Goodwill.
This is a serious disadvantage, as I will never, ever be able to actually "entertain." I've had friends over who don't mind eating on the sofa, but I can't throw a fancy dinner party or anything... also, it means we don't "eat together as a family," which I'm told is crucial to a healthy family life. (I can sort of agree with this, as me and my parents never ate together as a family either; my mom was always on some starvation diet of some sort, my dad ate in front of the tv, and I ate alone in the kitchen, and my family's not quite as dysfunctional as they come, but it's close...) However, as the fam and I go for long walks 4 times a week, I think we're getting in our quality time. Does it matter if we're talking over dinner or talking while getting exercise? No, I don't think so.
It's also a disadvantage because I am the world's sloppiest eater. Which means my keyboard is in the sort of state that makes strong men a little green around the gills, and the less you think about it, the happier you'll be.
But it is decidedly an advantage when it comes to the 15 minute rule.
I'm not sitting awkwardly at the table, watching other people eat. I'm not looking at the leftovers; they're in the kitchen. And I have my lovely distraction right there in front of me in the form of Warcraft, or blogs, or chatting on Irc, or Twitter, or whatever it is that I'm doing...
Also, I have a clock right there on my computer for those times when I really am actually in dire need of having a second helping, I can keep an eye on the time.
I've found fifteen minutes is a pretty good amount of time; my brain recognizes whether or not I'm full/satisfied... which is to say, if I spend the last 5 minutes of my 15 watching the clock, yeah, I'm probably still hungry, and if I've moved on to concentrating fiercely on keeping Moriar up during the Patchwork fight, I'm really not. Some people may need more time for their brains to kick in... the brain being a bit slow that way, and not really getting the signals. I guess it's more important to prioritize things like cuts and scrapes, so it can be forgiven for being a bit slow about a full stomach, or the emotional trauma of being forced to listen to Steely Dan for the 8th time this week... I mean, when you catch yourself singing along to "Bad Sneakers" and thinking, maybe this song isn't that bad...
Anyway, thanks for asking. If there's anything YOU want to know about your benificent caterpillar (who is working on becoming a beautiful butterfly!) feel free to post a comment, and I'll be sure to answer you...
Thursday, October 16, 2008
The Weigh of Fear
Quick note here, my guest post is up at MizFit's site.
I really can't tell you how pleased, impressed, proud, and kerfleffled I was when MizFit dropped me a line and asked if I'd be willing to do a guest post for her... I've always considered myself to be a good writer (although much to my eternal frustration, I'm never quite as good on paper as I am in my head...) but, you know, sort of unremarkable.
I've never been asked to do a guest post before. I couldn't imagine, with all the bright and talented people out there, that someone would be interested enough in my opinion to host it on their website.
Anyway, go take a look. I'm working on another post in the background here, but I don't know if it'll be up today or tomorrow. My best friend is in town from New York, and there are hundreds of Achievements to get on Warcraft...
I really can't tell you how pleased, impressed, proud, and kerfleffled I was when MizFit dropped me a line and asked if I'd be willing to do a guest post for her... I've always considered myself to be a good writer (although much to my eternal frustration, I'm never quite as good on paper as I am in my head...) but, you know, sort of unremarkable.
I've never been asked to do a guest post before. I couldn't imagine, with all the bright and talented people out there, that someone would be interested enough in my opinion to host it on their website.
Anyway, go take a look. I'm working on another post in the background here, but I don't know if it'll be up today or tomorrow. My best friend is in town from New York, and there are hundreds of Achievements to get on Warcraft...
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Road to Nowhere
Well, we know where we're goin'
But we don't know where we've been
And we know what we're knowin'
But we cant say what we've seen
- Talking Heads, Road to Nowhere
I don't know if anyone else has noticed how badly my motivation is flagging... I haven't been really good with journaling, even after making my huge rant-o-rama last week about it. My workouts have fallen by the wayside. I managed to get another shin splint, so I haven't been running, and I've been seriously considering giving it up for a while until I lose some more weight, because I keep hurting myself. I mean, there's a difference between "Feel the pain, feel the burn" and "damaging oneself."
I haven't been blogging as much, either... nothing to say, really.
I skipped my 20 and 25 pound rewards. I couldn't think of anything that I wanted. I did buy myself the 30-pound reward; I got myself some a Vanity Flying Mount in Warcraft; which is to say, I spent 1,600 gold on a flying mount. (Ok, so now I have three epic flying mounts... but I really like the hippogriff....)
I'm not even entirely sure what my problem is. Ok, let me rephrase that... I know what my problem IS, but not where it's coming from. It's not like I've plateaued or am gaining instead of losing. Things are going really well, weight-wise. I even had a loss last night, which I wasn't expecting. Last week, we weighed in a day late (closed for Memorial Day!) and earlier in the day... and I lost big last week, almost 4 pounds. This week was 1/10th of that (.4 pounds for the mathematically disinclined) but really, I can't complain about it. Well, I suppose I could, but who wants to listen to that... Weighing in for six days instead of seven, and post-lunch rather than post-breakfast makes a big difference, I expect.
(Thomas, on the other hand, had a similar loss last week - weighing in a day late, earlier in the day, and wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and sneakers, instead of his business attire - which includes a pair of very heavy shoes. And then this week, back in his normal "weigh in" clothing, he had a 1.4 pound gain... I think what happened was more like he had two losses of 1.2 pounds or so, and just changed clothes. He says he's "not too worried about it." I love my husband, I do. But sometimes he's so blithely unconcerned about things that it makes me want to scream. For him, motivation isn't a problem. He never had any. He's a slug. He eats what I feed him, he walks when I say we should. I don't worry about him cheating on the diet; that might involve some actual effort on his part. It takes a massive catastrophe or serious dissatisfaction for him to decide it's worth the effort to make changes. Witness his continuing to work at the Evil French Corporation for almost seven years... looking for work is effort. Sticking with a sucktastic job isn't. It's not even perseverance, it's just apathy.)
Okaaaaay... maybe that long aside had some insights in it... part of my problem is jealousy/resentment about my husband and his "yeah, whatever" attitude. I do wish I had that attitude, it'd certainly be easier to not worry about my weight loss, motivation, exercise, am I doing this right, could I be doing better, of course I could be, and I'm not... guilt guilt guilt.
In the end, however, I'm not sure it matters where my apathy is coming from, or that my husband is perfectly okay with his apathy. I'm not okay with feeling this way, so I need to do something about it. Right?
Right.
I feel... like I'm on a long, dry, boring road. There's scenery, yeah, but it's the same scenery that I've been looking at for the last five months. There's no turn-offs, there's no trashy tourist shops that sells cheap, ugly t-shirts and plastic ashtrays, there's no rest stops. It's just miles and miles of flat land, scrubby bushes and the occasional scurrying lizard. And you're out there in the middle of it, hoping to god that you don't run out of gas, or the car doesn't overheat before you get somewhere close to civilization, because it's a bad car ride, but it's going to be a bitchall of a walk.
As we all know by now, I'm not the type to take inspiration from a pithy little slogan. And I'm certainly not motivated by the "I took a walk around the block to conquer that cookie craving" success stories...
While sarcastic, I can be enthusiastic about things. I am capable of motivation and determination and I'm also capable of doing things that I really don't want to do and I hate them but I do them anyway (I could make some snide comments about sex and a particular ex-boyfriend, but that would be rude, and he's not reading this blog to wince about it, so it wouldn't be as much fun...)
The various bits of web-research I've done (because, lo, I am a geek, and whenever I have a problem, google and wikipedia are my friends...) suggest that sometimes motivation just doesn't cut it; and that honestly, what we're looking for when we say motivation isn't really motivation, or inspiration at all, but enthusiasm.
This is my life we're talking about here... I don't expect every day to be a joy, but if none of them are, what the hell am I doing this for?
So...
I'm dedicating June to rediscovering my enthusiasm.
Here are some small bullet points for me (and you! Participation is HIGHLY encouraged!) to think about...
- Interrupting routines
- Always have something to look forward to
- Take a break
- Set small, short term goals
- Get a buddy, or group
- Participate in, or host, a Challenge
- Sponsor a Contest
- Work on Empowering Beliefs
All during June, I will have small, weekly challenges that you can participate in. Guest posts are more than welcome if you want to write one. (email guest posts to tisfan at gmail dot com) Small door prizes will be given out to random commenters during the month...
Let's all help each other make this journey exciting again!
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Memes and Awards and Friends, Oh My!
I got tagged for the six word autobiography thing recently. (Thanks, Cindy... really!)
The idea is to write six words that sum up your life. You have no idea how... I don't want to say I hate this sort of thing, because that's not entirely true. I just have a lot of trouble taking it seriously.
The first thing that came to mind was:
I really hate stuff like this.
I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but I'm manic-depressive (with Situational Anxiety). Mostly what that means is that I have severe reactions to ordinary things. A little worrying can get out of hand and become an obsession. While that might seem like a complete aside, it's not. When I start into a downslope, one of the ways I can tell is that I count rhythm of my words on my fingers. I get obsessed with hitting the 5 beat at the end of a sentence (syllables, usually). Which makes the way I talk come out a little oddly as I start editing when I get near the end of what I want to say to add more syllables in. After I got tagged for this little meme, I spent all day thinking in sentences of six words.
Pithy quotations cannot summarize a life.
I really did spent most of the day thinking about it. I had lots of think-time yesterday. I got a bee in my bonnet about the porch, so I went out there and started cleaning. I moved all the lawn furniture out onto the grass (and Darcy's plastic outdoor toys and let her play on her slide) and then swept out four years worth of leaves and dust from the corners. (My across-the-street neighbor came out to watch me. He didn't wave, but sat out on his balcony for the entire time I was out there. It was mildly creepy.) I windexed the porch doors, and cleaned off the lighting fixture and washed off some of the worst dirt stains on the siding. Our old neighbors, Jess and Duane, spilled a beer or three down our siding on a few occasions, so there are some weird stains. I polished off all of Darcy's toys and reorganized how things sat there. And while I was out there, I washed all the exterior windows.
These are all mindless sort of tasks, so I had lots of time to think about this entry.
You have got to be kidding.
I understand the theory of the meme, which is to try to boil down all the crap in your life into a few meaningful words. I'm just slightly dubious about the value of doing so... I mean, reduction sauce is a wonderful, flavorful thing to do to a chicken dish. But it's a criminal thing to do to coffee.
Sarcasm is a lost art form.
On the other hand, I'm still a relatively new member to the diet-blogging community, and I'd hate to get thrown out just because I can't get my inner snark under control. So... seriously. Deep breath. Attempt to focus.... what do I think sums up my life?
With focus, anything can be achieved.
I'm good at goals. I really am. Once I decide I want something badly enough, I usually get it. And by something, I don't mean a physical thing. I mean, something for myself. A change of self. I quit smoking ten years ago. By deciding that that's what I wanted to do. I put the cigarette down, and I haven't picked one up since. I've quit on bad boyfriends, reshaped my relationship with my father, written a novel, and made my peace with an old trauma on the same determination.
My problem is... getting focused in the first place.
The idea is to write six words that sum up your life. You have no idea how... I don't want to say I hate this sort of thing, because that's not entirely true. I just have a lot of trouble taking it seriously.
The first thing that came to mind was:
I really hate stuff like this.
I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but I'm manic-depressive (with Situational Anxiety). Mostly what that means is that I have severe reactions to ordinary things. A little worrying can get out of hand and become an obsession. While that might seem like a complete aside, it's not. When I start into a downslope, one of the ways I can tell is that I count rhythm of my words on my fingers. I get obsessed with hitting the 5 beat at the end of a sentence (syllables, usually). Which makes the way I talk come out a little oddly as I start editing when I get near the end of what I want to say to add more syllables in. After I got tagged for this little meme, I spent all day thinking in sentences of six words.
Pithy quotations cannot summarize a life.
I really did spent most of the day thinking about it. I had lots of think-time yesterday. I got a bee in my bonnet about the porch, so I went out there and started cleaning. I moved all the lawn furniture out onto the grass (and Darcy's plastic outdoor toys and let her play on her slide) and then swept out four years worth of leaves and dust from the corners. (My across-the-street neighbor came out to watch me. He didn't wave, but sat out on his balcony for the entire time I was out there. It was mildly creepy.) I windexed the porch doors, and cleaned off the lighting fixture and washed off some of the worst dirt stains on the siding. Our old neighbors, Jess and Duane, spilled a beer or three down our siding on a few occasions, so there are some weird stains. I polished off all of Darcy's toys and reorganized how things sat there. And while I was out there, I washed all the exterior windows.
These are all mindless sort of tasks, so I had lots of time to think about this entry.
You have got to be kidding.
I understand the theory of the meme, which is to try to boil down all the crap in your life into a few meaningful words. I'm just slightly dubious about the value of doing so... I mean, reduction sauce is a wonderful, flavorful thing to do to a chicken dish. But it's a criminal thing to do to coffee.
Sarcasm is a lost art form.
On the other hand, I'm still a relatively new member to the diet-blogging community, and I'd hate to get thrown out just because I can't get my inner snark under control. So... seriously. Deep breath. Attempt to focus.... what do I think sums up my life?
With focus, anything can be achieved.
I'm good at goals. I really am. Once I decide I want something badly enough, I usually get it. And by something, I don't mean a physical thing. I mean, something for myself. A change of self. I quit smoking ten years ago. By deciding that that's what I wanted to do. I put the cigarette down, and I haven't picked one up since. I've quit on bad boyfriends, reshaped my relationship with my father, written a novel, and made my peace with an old trauma on the same determination.
My problem is... getting focused in the first place.
~***~***~***~***~
So, secondly...
I got awarded a "Nice Matters" blog award from V at The Diet Book. I was really pleased and flattered by the things she said about me. I'm constantly gobsmacked when people say that I'm "inspiring." I always thought I was one of those people your mother warned you about.
(I'm still trying to get over my own personal demon about the word nice. I use it to describe one of my ex-boyfriends. Grant was... nice. Sweet, even. But he was also... not the guy for me. I continued to date him for about 2 years after I figured that out because he was so NICE that I didn't want to hurt him.)
That being said, I'd like to give this award out to a few other people....
Beth, at Tea and Thee, who was one of the first people who started commenting on my blog and who gives wonderful money-saving advice as well having diet woes and stories from the trenches, and two absolutely adorable kids!
Looking Great at Weight Watching, who is another stay-at-home mom, and helped me make up my mind to do Core just by being a great influence. She also shared with me the wonderful recipe for baked oatmeal, which has become a Core staple around here!
And Carolyn at Quest, who is funny and smart and goes to the gym which is something I've not been brave enough to try yet. You go, girlfriend!
Also, Cindy at Go Workout Mom, who I love reading. Her Goal Call Mondays have been a major motivating factor in my life for the last six weeks or so (Alas, I have not yet WON a prize... but I will!) She writes a kick-butt e-mail thread, too, which I highly recommend signing up for, if you haven't already. I must admit, I'm still puzzling over her name. It is "Go Workout Mom" like a cheer "Go Speedracer!" or is it an imperative "Go Workout Mom!" like "Go Make your Bed!" In either case, it's good advice!
Obviously, there are lots of other people who I'd love to give this to, but I think 90% of them have one already! Nice matters, and everyone knows it! (and them!)
So, secondly...I got awarded a "Nice Matters" blog award from V at The Diet Book. I was really pleased and flattered by the things she said about me. I'm constantly gobsmacked when people say that I'm "inspiring." I always thought I was one of those people your mother warned you about.
(I'm still trying to get over my own personal demon about the word nice. I use it to describe one of my ex-boyfriends. Grant was... nice. Sweet, even. But he was also... not the guy for me. I continued to date him for about 2 years after I figured that out because he was so NICE that I didn't want to hurt him.)
That being said, I'd like to give this award out to a few other people....
Beth, at Tea and Thee, who was one of the first people who started commenting on my blog and who gives wonderful money-saving advice as well having diet woes and stories from the trenches, and two absolutely adorable kids!
Looking Great at Weight Watching, who is another stay-at-home mom, and helped me make up my mind to do Core just by being a great influence. She also shared with me the wonderful recipe for baked oatmeal, which has become a Core staple around here!
And Carolyn at Quest, who is funny and smart and goes to the gym which is something I've not been brave enough to try yet. You go, girlfriend!
Also, Cindy at Go Workout Mom, who I love reading. Her Goal Call Mondays have been a major motivating factor in my life for the last six weeks or so (Alas, I have not yet WON a prize... but I will!) She writes a kick-butt e-mail thread, too, which I highly recommend signing up for, if you haven't already. I must admit, I'm still puzzling over her name. It is "Go Workout Mom" like a cheer "Go Speedracer!" or is it an imperative "Go Workout Mom!" like "Go Make your Bed!" In either case, it's good advice!
Obviously, there are lots of other people who I'd love to give this to, but I think 90% of them have one already! Nice matters, and everyone knows it! (and them!)
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