Friday, May 31, 2013
Good morning!!! How are ya? I'm great here!
Oh...and great AND I am now officially unemployed! WOOHOO!
And no, I have not lost my mind, but rather I am choosing not to be a Debbie-Downer... and to think of all of the possibilities that I have to choose from ahead of me!
A client said to me last week that I looked "conflicted" when he asked what I was going to do now that I am "retired." I thought that was a good word to use. "Conflicted" it is!
"Conflicted" works because (and I hate to brag) I am a good at a whoooooollllle lotta things. Crafts, music, writing, working with people, public speaking, teaching, business practices etc. etc. - I have passion for a lot of things and thus the word "conflicted" suiting me just fine for now.
"Conflicted" because I'm also in the mid-life crisis phase of my life too....what do I want to do that will make me uber-happy and not think of "work" and "WORK"??? Eesh. THAT is the ultimate question at hand.
So today is a for me to find out what some of those answers are.....oh, while applying for unemployment, tweaking the resume, and emailing a few potential temp agencies "just in case" there might be a management position open somewhere... outthere... right before summer starts... the WORST possible time to look for a job.
See.... taking it with a grain of salt today because I have to... but I also have to do things with the family (the calendar is FULL already) and THAT is where making family memories make you richer than any job out there.
So wish me luck! and have a very Sparky day everyone!
Saturday, May 25, 2013
When I was gaining weight back in the day, I could tell you how I felt with every 10 pounds I gained.
By the time I would hit the single digit placement of a "6" (ie, 156, 166, 176, 186) I was already resign to the fact that it was too late, I was a failure at life in general, and I was already in the next section of the 10's placement...so why bother. And with that, year, after year, I gained weight.
That was how I thought.... much to my mental and physical anguish, that honestly, I have never really vocalized until now.
Why now? Well, that is a good question.
Every so often, my brain thinks like that - "well, here comes the "6" again...loser"
And I have to fight back those old brain patterns that got me into trouble 5 to 20 years ago.
It's not easy to do, but I do it anyway now...because let's face it, being cogniscient of behavior patterns is a big part of winning the battle of the bulge. It's a learned thing too...full of trial and error (sadly, many more errors than we'd all like to admit to too).
So instead of resigning to the higher number when I see the "6" on the scale, I turn to what I know to be true - the real truth - my beloved nutrition tracker - and I take immediate stock of what is going into my body and how I am using it (or not using it).
And it works every single time I have done that.
There is no creep into the next 10s placement.
There is no having to buy new clothes in the next size up (although at this point, I have reworn things so much my wardrobe is sad all due to the fact that I DON't buy new clothes! LOL that is another blog entirely!!!)
There is no mental put-down and inevitable slide into a mini-depression (my own terminology for my funk). That difference alone is HUGE!
So here is what I am proposing to you, reader, if you have that funky mental creep come into your world and onto your scale...think about things in a different light, do something simple like tracking your nutrition (yes, the good the bad and the ugly you have eaten), and see what happens instead of reaching for the "comfort food of your choice" to make the bad thoughts go away via your tummy.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Fear can be debilitating.
You stand there... thinking.
You know you should do something... act out... but you can't.
Instead of moving forward, you take the whole situtation, crumbling it up into a tiny wad, and shove it back into your pocket, where you secretly hope it will be forgotten about, or fall out of your pocket, or even better, it will just get destroyed in the wash.
But it doesn't...it's still there in some form, even after the wash.
After the wash, sometimes it stays whole, just a little morphed, but most of the time, it breaks up into undistinguishable little pieces, but now it's all over everything else... onto your favorite thing, like little tiny blobs of goo that even the dryer won't be able to sort out.
Getting it back together is hopeless at this point... it's time to chuck the whole lot.
And just think, if you actually took the fear out of your pocket - faced it head on right there and then... well, you'd have something completely new in your hand instead of a useless ruined thing.
Here are my 2 worst fears:
1) I have not put in my name or my story into Spark Success Stories "officially" because I am scared. Scared that I will gain the weight back and be a hippocrite in my own eyes once I do that. The same goes for the National Weight Control Registry and a recent survery I was sent by the Maintenance Group. I don't want to jinx anything...silly,I know, but there it is.
2) I am scared to put into words several businesses plans because every time I have said something to someone - the "devil's advocates" come out and all I need is support, the pros, the "you can do it, that's a great idea!"... not the cons. I don't need the cons right now. The cons will come in time - and get ironed out in time...that's part of the learning process. I know I have said stuff and failed before too (really, that is what bothers me the most - I bite off way more than I can chew and then crash and burn) but then again, I started Spark without support, without homefront fanfare - I can be successful at this too if I just try and believe in myself... If I just get brave and set attainable goals.
There it is - I need to be brave. I need to face the fear. I did it before, I can do it again. I cannot let fear hold me back.
So what is your fear...what is holding you back?
PS A friend on FB just posted this...had to share
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Friday, May 10, 2013
To say that I am happy and smiling is an understatement.
I am ELATED to the 15th power!!!
I will not lie...the last time I had blood work done I was pregnant with my 3rd (he's almost 7 now) and I was heavy...and even then it was pretty good for my weight...maybe a little on the higher side for cholesterol (I think I remember a 190 or 209 number somewhere)..maybe that was from my pre-second 3rd baby bloodwork. I forget. All I DO know is that is was a long long time ago.
So why did I go to the doctor now and get this done.
Simple. I turned 40.
And that is what you do when you turn 40. You go for a physical and get blood work and tests, and all sorts of things as a base line now that things are going to fall to pieces.
Well, really it's because I needed to because I haven't and I should, and we found a new doctor, etc. etc. etc..... and I was curious too.
I was curious as to how all this "lifestyle change" was working for me besides me feeling great and looking better than I ever have in my life (hey, that part is going to be gone soon enough, might as well live that part up a little! LoL)
When I started Sparkpeople, what I wanted first and foremost was to be healthy and to FEEL better...everything else that came along with it was going to be just an added bonus.
Well, I can honestly say that the mission and main goal has officially been accomplished!!!!!!!
And I have the paperwork to prove it!
Perfect cholesterol levels.
Perfect blood pressure.
Perfect white blood cell and red blood cell and all those good things.
Perfect liver enzymes.
Perfect thyroid numbers.
All in range for everything else doctory and confusing if you don't have a physician's desk reference.
To say I was happy to hear the doctors report...well, it's an understatement.
It's physical proof that I am doing something right.
I can't imagine what those numbers would be today if I didn't take the reigns of control back in 2008. I seriously cannot wrap my head around it....because I remember acutely how crappy I felt for the previous 20 years..and how sad I was... and how shy, and how just plain icky things were even though life was happy and good and blessed. All that needed fixing really was my health...and noone could do that except me.
I'm glad I helped me.
I'm glad my sister sent me the Sparkpeople link and told me to check it out.
I'm glad that I finally found a place to work it all out.
I'm glad I stuck with it, made Sparkfriends (good heavens, you know who you are! and there are many many to name!) and built up a support system within the support system.
I'm glad I recorded everything ... every step of the way.
I am so frickin' glad it's not funny.
So a big shout out to Spark once again...for being here to help everyone who needs it.
Thanks Chris Downie... from the bottom of my healthy
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