I admit it I love patterns. seeing 11:11 on the clock makes me happy. seeing 01/02/03 on the calendar made me grin and typing the date today made me smile like a geek. I think what it really is to me is a date, a set of numbers that will not happen ever again. Of course that is the case with any day. We don't ever get to do now over again.
Today was cold and I didn't walk. However I did stick to my plan - Medifast chicken noodle/rice soup. Today I took salt and tabasco with me, that helped quite a bit. Still not drinking enough water but will keep that in my head and the more I focus on it the more I'm likely to drink more. Water that is. :)
So, work is slowly getting better. It feels like I'm able to handle the added responsibilities better when I specifically make time to walk, or like I did today - go somewhere quiet and sit and be in silence. The balance that I strive for is so key to my success in being able to interact with people and I know it rubs off too - try being focused and happy at work if there is a mad-as-hell co-worker stomping around. Doesn't work.
So, tomorrow I'll at least make the time to walk around the building and maybe do some deep knee bends and wall pushes. That's exercise. And it's a way to relieve stress too.
Tonight the roommate made Pho. Warm and spicy. It's so cold outside (no Snow DAMMIT) that it seeps in through any cracks. Headache, thanks to hormones, and hot tea helping me get ready for bed.
I hope you are all somewhere warm and safe. Big sad stuff happening in the world and it's easy to get caught up in the sad or angry stories. Me? I'm happy to be caught up in my robe and fuzzy socks. Making new habits.
One day. One step. One pound at a time.
~N
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
1/10/11 Quack
The Oregon Ducks only lost 1 game this season. It was the very last one so it was kind of a stinger. But it was a great game.
I love football and my team is the San Francisco 49ers. They lost a lot more than 1 game this year but I still like them. And the Boise State Broncos are my college team. They lost a key game because the kicker "shanked it" at the last minute. That would be a long ride back home.
Today I took the first step back to good health. I took not one but 2 10 minute walks. And I did indeed eat my (gross, disgusting, NOT AT ALL CHEESY BURGERS) MediFast food.
I made the time to walk. Twice. And I did pretty good on the food thing - I haven't logged on weight watchers yet so I need to see where I am with points but I'm at least sure I did what I was supposed to do. Moved.
And I won't give up. I promise myself. And you. And tomorrow I'll do it again.
One day. One pound. One step at a time.
~N
I love football and my team is the San Francisco 49ers. They lost a lot more than 1 game this year but I still like them. And the Boise State Broncos are my college team. They lost a key game because the kicker "shanked it" at the last minute. That would be a long ride back home.
Today I took the first step back to good health. I took not one but 2 10 minute walks. And I did indeed eat my (gross, disgusting, NOT AT ALL CHEESY BURGERS) MediFast food.
I made the time to walk. Twice. And I did pretty good on the food thing - I haven't logged on weight watchers yet so I need to see where I am with points but I'm at least sure I did what I was supposed to do. Moved.
And I won't give up. I promise myself. And you. And tomorrow I'll do it again.
One day. One pound. One step at a time.
~N
Sunday, January 9, 2011
1/9/11 - In the Immortal Words of....
Who came up with this phrase "in the immortal words of..." followed by something pithy, wise or hilarious? I don't know but today has had me running it through my head. Several times this weekend I've said "ladies & gentlemen, ladies & gentlemen" in a voice intended to imitate Alan Rickman in the first Die Hard movie. And I've had several meaningful conversations with friends in which we quoted someone who we felt summed up whatever we were talking about.
Immortal words. That's a pretty tall order. Making your words count. I would think that the "immortal" part doesn't come until much longer after you've said them.
For me my own personal immortal words started when I started this blog. When I said that this was the first step to getting healthy. And along the way I promised to be honest and to continue to work towards my goal of being healthy.
So today I stood on the scale and I have gained back 8 pounds. Yes. EIGHT. These represent yummy drinks, sugary delights, hours spent sitting on my ass when I should have at least gotten up and walked for 5 minutes, or 10. And today I reminded myself that this is on my own timeline. And on my own terms. Cause it's my weight I'm losing. Believe me if I could get someone else (let's pick Jillian Michaels shall we?) to lose it for me I so would. But no. It's me. And in one of my conversations today I reminded a very good friend who was going through, no IS going through a very rough time to ....(wait for it) in the immortal words of Steve Perry "Don't stop believing". And I am taking my own advice.
One day. One step. One pound at a time.
~N
Immortal words. That's a pretty tall order. Making your words count. I would think that the "immortal" part doesn't come until much longer after you've said them.
For me my own personal immortal words started when I started this blog. When I said that this was the first step to getting healthy. And along the way I promised to be honest and to continue to work towards my goal of being healthy.
So today I stood on the scale and I have gained back 8 pounds. Yes. EIGHT. These represent yummy drinks, sugary delights, hours spent sitting on my ass when I should have at least gotten up and walked for 5 minutes, or 10. And today I reminded myself that this is on my own timeline. And on my own terms. Cause it's my weight I'm losing. Believe me if I could get someone else (let's pick Jillian Michaels shall we?) to lose it for me I so would. But no. It's me. And in one of my conversations today I reminded a very good friend who was going through, no IS going through a very rough time to ....(wait for it) in the immortal words of Steve Perry "Don't stop believing". And I am taking my own advice.
One day. One step. One pound at a time.
~N
Saturday, January 8, 2011
1/8/11
So, my roommate and I have begun a little tradition. It's a different tradition from the one where we kill a bottle of tequila for Christmas. No. This one is where we get off the couch and stretch muscles, lift weights and get our heart rates up. For at least 10 minutes. Will move towards 15 min and eventually 30. Today I did 20 jumping jacks and since 20 was a good number I stuck with that for arm curls and a bunch of other exercises intended to coax the muscles out from under my fat arms. And I did some push ups (girl style where the knees are touching the ground) and 10 sit ups.
I have a big milestone coming up in 3 weeks - I will be 40. And I will have had 3 weeks to make moving a habit. And today I met with a tattoo artist to discuss (shocker since I just told you in the title) a tattoo that I'm going to get in March. It is a symbol that is full of meaning to me in many ways. The basis of it is what's called a celtic-maori star. Combination of symbols from my European heritage and my goal of someday going and spending quality time in the beautiful mountains of New Zealand. And part of this pain/art process is reminding me that if I want something it's going to take effort and probably a little discomfort.
I cleaned out my kitchen cupboards today, went on what the roommate called a rampage (see hormone fluxuations...) and discovered a large bunch of packets from my MediFast phase. I haven't used them/eaten them for months. They are taking up space in my kitchen cupboards so I packed them all up and they are going with me to work on Monday. And they will be my lunch and snacks for the next few months (until I'm done with them all). I have been having my ass handed to me at work over the last month. When things changed with the cuts I made the promise to myself to put 100% into this job. Every day. And yet it seems that what is needed to keep caught up and get the job done is around 180% to 200%. Consequently the stress is not helping me stay well, or be nice....and I have to find a way to make it work. Because otherwise I'm going to be a 500 pound bitch by the end of the year. And well, that's just not in the cards people.
So, I shall keep doing this daily "MOVE" thing with my roommate and find a way to make the work not kill me. And that will include the federally required 30 min for lunch and two 10 min breaks. No matter what.
One day. One pound. One step at a time.
~N
I have a big milestone coming up in 3 weeks - I will be 40. And I will have had 3 weeks to make moving a habit. And today I met with a tattoo artist to discuss (shocker since I just told you in the title) a tattoo that I'm going to get in March. It is a symbol that is full of meaning to me in many ways. The basis of it is what's called a celtic-maori star. Combination of symbols from my European heritage and my goal of someday going and spending quality time in the beautiful mountains of New Zealand. And part of this pain/art process is reminding me that if I want something it's going to take effort and probably a little discomfort.
I cleaned out my kitchen cupboards today, went on what the roommate called a rampage (see hormone fluxuations...) and discovered a large bunch of packets from my MediFast phase. I haven't used them/eaten them for months. They are taking up space in my kitchen cupboards so I packed them all up and they are going with me to work on Monday. And they will be my lunch and snacks for the next few months (until I'm done with them all). I have been having my ass handed to me at work over the last month. When things changed with the cuts I made the promise to myself to put 100% into this job. Every day. And yet it seems that what is needed to keep caught up and get the job done is around 180% to 200%. Consequently the stress is not helping me stay well, or be nice....and I have to find a way to make it work. Because otherwise I'm going to be a 500 pound bitch by the end of the year. And well, that's just not in the cards people.
So, I shall keep doing this daily "MOVE" thing with my roommate and find a way to make the work not kill me. And that will include the federally required 30 min for lunch and two 10 min breaks. No matter what.
One day. One pound. One step at a time.
~N
Saturday, January 1, 2011
1.1.11
Ow. I think it was the champagne toast at the end of the night that did me in. I may not get hangovers or puke from drinking anymore (live and learn on that one - or you could just NOT drink....I know....but I like to so there ya go) but my stomach will hurt like HELL if I have too much. Last night I made a big old cocktail of rum, vodka, gin, chocolate liquour, blackberry brandy, blue raspberry vodka, tequila and champagne. There may well have been other drinks with other things in them but those are the ones I remember.....no they were not all in one drink, in many many. And the last drink, a sip of champagne to toast the new year was what did me in.
So I am recovering a bit today - note to drinkers: activated charcoal tabs, about 8 of them with a big glass of water, will help kill a hangover. I promise. 100% effective. Had breakfast today and forgot to ask for the egg white omelette but it was still good and stuffed with veggies. And that short stack (3) of pancakes? TOTALLY worth it.
Today is Clean Slate day. Tabula Rasa. 1/1/11. We get to set the tone of the year from today on and I am happy to be re-focused (The N in TCN) and it is going to be a FANTASTIC year. Happy New Year's.
One Day. One Step. One Pound at a time.
~N
So I am recovering a bit today - note to drinkers: activated charcoal tabs, about 8 of them with a big glass of water, will help kill a hangover. I promise. 100% effective. Had breakfast today and forgot to ask for the egg white omelette but it was still good and stuffed with veggies. And that short stack (3) of pancakes? TOTALLY worth it.
Today is Clean Slate day. Tabula Rasa. 1/1/11. We get to set the tone of the year from today on and I am happy to be re-focused (The N in TCN) and it is going to be a FANTASTIC year. Happy New Year's.
One Day. One Step. One Pound at a time.
~N
Friday, December 31, 2010
New Year's Eve 2010
I am a sentimental person. I have a personal tradition on the last day of the year that I write in a journal, reviewing the year and things I have done/gone through. This year I wrote my review last night and I compared this year with 10 years ago, 10 years before that and 10 years before that. One of the things I was looking at was how technology had changed - I was sitting on my couch, playing on my laptop while my roommate was able to check news, the weather and even star-gaze with his new android cell phone. In my review I compared my head-space from the last 30 years with this year and one of the things I noticed was that I am so much happier I am this year than I have been in years. And while it's true I have packed on 5 pounds since November - it's all about the sugar and the drinks and the NOT exercising - it is also true that I got myself back onto weightwatchers online. Since their new points changed up I had a hard time adjusting and, did I mention the not exercising? Yeah it's been a wee bit nuts at my work and I have gotten out of the good habit of doing my daily reports both here and on the WW website.
But there's no time like NOW to be back in the habit and I started that now on Sunday. Yes, the day after Christmas. Surprisingly enough I had not overdone it for dinner the day before....that's because of the tequila. See, I have this other tradition - it started when my roommate moved here 5 years ago and we got together for Christmas and drank an entire (small bottle) of 1800. And every year since then it's been our little thing. However, usually it starts like this: get up early, make mimosas (champagne and orangejuice) and open presents, then the roommate makes a big, huge fabulous dinner. And we drink a bottle of tequila and eat ourselves silly. This year we didn't make the dinner. Just drank. And I was asleep by 10pm.
So, I went to the grocery store to stock up on good for me food (because when I don't get groceries I go out to eat and that's hardly ever good) and I found a new thing from Safeway - they are snack packs, find them where the packaged salads are. They have little packets of baby carrots and a tiny dish of ranch. Then there's one that's got grapes, baby carrots, cheddar cheese and crackers (150 cal - 4 points) and one that has baby carrots, pea pods, cheese and ranch (150 cal - 3 points). Having handy snacks is key for my success. That and soup. (fills me up and low cal)
The new points system well....it doesn't make sense to me yet but it bumped my daily points allowance by over 10 points. However, many of the things I was used to eating (bread, cheese, tofurky) went up in points. The main thing I notice is that fruits and veggies are almost all zero points. So, I started back up on Monday and will weigh in on Sunday as usual. Tonight we have friends coming over and we are drinking and who knows what else, but I always look at the start of a new year as the opportunity to clean the slate and start again. This year I'm not exactly starting again because I am still down 25 pounds from where I was in August and no clue how far down from a year ago this time.
I hope that each of you has a good start to the brand new year. Happy New Year!
Remember that if you put your mind to it you can do anything. And just keep taking it
One day, One step, One pound at a time.
~N
But there's no time like NOW to be back in the habit and I started that now on Sunday. Yes, the day after Christmas. Surprisingly enough I had not overdone it for dinner the day before....that's because of the tequila. See, I have this other tradition - it started when my roommate moved here 5 years ago and we got together for Christmas and drank an entire (small bottle) of 1800. And every year since then it's been our little thing. However, usually it starts like this: get up early, make mimosas (champagne and orangejuice) and open presents, then the roommate makes a big, huge fabulous dinner. And we drink a bottle of tequila and eat ourselves silly. This year we didn't make the dinner. Just drank. And I was asleep by 10pm.
So, I went to the grocery store to stock up on good for me food (because when I don't get groceries I go out to eat and that's hardly ever good) and I found a new thing from Safeway - they are snack packs, find them where the packaged salads are. They have little packets of baby carrots and a tiny dish of ranch. Then there's one that's got grapes, baby carrots, cheddar cheese and crackers (150 cal - 4 points) and one that has baby carrots, pea pods, cheese and ranch (150 cal - 3 points). Having handy snacks is key for my success. That and soup. (fills me up and low cal)
The new points system well....it doesn't make sense to me yet but it bumped my daily points allowance by over 10 points. However, many of the things I was used to eating (bread, cheese, tofurky) went up in points. The main thing I notice is that fruits and veggies are almost all zero points. So, I started back up on Monday and will weigh in on Sunday as usual. Tonight we have friends coming over and we are drinking and who knows what else, but I always look at the start of a new year as the opportunity to clean the slate and start again. This year I'm not exactly starting again because I am still down 25 pounds from where I was in August and no clue how far down from a year ago this time.
I hope that each of you has a good start to the brand new year. Happy New Year!
Remember that if you put your mind to it you can do anything. And just keep taking it
One day, One step, One pound at a time.
~N
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Wa-ho-doreeeee
I'm still here. It is indeed the season for.....EATING. So I shall blog soon. And I wish you all a Merry Christmas. Jess - I am sooooooo jealous. Take lots of pictures. I am living vicariously.
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