Friday, March 02, 2012
I'm tired of feeling hungry all day!
It just seems that no matter what I eat, or how much (unless its like an enormous amount of food), I'm always starving and feeling horrible by the time lunch rolls around (and sometimes this could be as little as two hours between meals).
So, since everyone raves about oatmeal... well, I thought I would give it a chance and perform an experiment. muahahaha! I decided to eat oatmeal for breakfast, every day for one week and note any changes in how I feel by lunchtime. Am I less hungry? Do I feel less weak? Less blah? Will it be like spinach for Popeye?
As a kid, I loved oatmeal, but eventually I just stopped eating it for whatever reason, I don't know. In recent years, I've tried it a couple times and just found myself unimpressed. I have issues with texture in certain foods. For example: onions can't be crunchy, tomatoes/apples can't be mealy, bananas have to be super firm and still a little green. And I think this is why I avoided oatmeal..... it's mushy. It's like you don't even have to chew.
So yesterday I bought some oatmeal while I was at the grocery store. I usually choose the quick oats... I mean come on, who wants to wait 5 minutes to eat?! but this time instead of getting the quick oats, I grabbed the original, yes-you-actually-have-to-cook-it oatmeal. I'm not really sure why... but I did.
And, what a HUGE difference! It's like a completely different food! It has taste and texture (there's actually stuff to chew in that bowl!). It's just the right blend of mush and munch!
I don't know what Quaker does to the oatmeal to make it "quick", but it's crazy how different the food is. No matter now this experiment turns out, I will definitely not be buying the "quick" kind again.
Question: How do you like your oatmeal?
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
There are so many words I could end the title with - all of them true, yet all of them completely incorrect. In fact, the title as it stands is probably the most correct it ever could be. I am ________. End of story. I am nothing. I am everything. I am indefinable.
This post has been in the making for a couple of months, but I didn't quite realize it until I woke up this morning. My views have undergone a massive paradigm shift of late, which leaves me breathless at times. At this very moment I am bursting with thoughts and things I want to say, but I am holding onto them for a bit because they aren't quite ready. To say some of my thoughts now would be no different than frosting a still-hot cupcake and watching as it all melts off.
While those particular thoughts cool on a wire rack for a bit, I do have another batch of thoughts, completely cooled and ready to go.
You may have gathered from my intro that I want to talk about labels. For so long, I've been looking for my label - the word or phrase that I could neatly and quickly insert into a sentence that somehow conveys the entirety of who I am. How silly I was to think there was a word that all-encompassing.
Before I continue, I want to side-step to a different topic, but will make sense in a moment: Buddhism. While it has only been in the last few months that I have decided to study to become a Buddhist, I have realized my brain has always wanted to follow this path. It's beliefs and principles have always spoken to me, even when I didn't realize it. Sure, most of my life, my actions have been very much NOT Buddhist and I course have a lot of learning to do.... but it feels right.
But what does Buddhism have to do with me labeling myself? Everything! It is human nature to label. We label everything and sometimes even label the label. We label our gender, our race, our sexuality. We label our political preferences, our religions, our social standing. Buddhism does not advocate labels, stating that labels only limit us. But Buddhism also teaches the "middle way". The middle path is all about avoiding extremes. If we were to give up labels completely, verbal communication would be all but impossible, after all even the words you are reading are labels designed to give meaning to sounds and letters.
The key here is not to let labels equate limits. Even calling myself Buddhist is a label, one the Buddha would likely not agree with, as he did not refer to himself as being a "Buddhist". So, I can call myself a geek (something I'm finally proud to call myself), but that doesn't mean that I don't possess non-geek qualities or interests. I can call myself lazy, but maybe I just haven't found the the "thing" that inspires me into action. I can call myself ugly, but maybe I'm just too busy focusing on what I don't like. I can call myself whatever I want to, but that doesn't make me that word.
Labels are just words. The color "green" could easily have been called "blue" or "yellow" or even "asdkljfs". Calling it green doesn't change what it is.
So who am I? It's simple. I am ________.
Thursday, February 02, 2012
With being cleared for exercise, I decided to jump right in! I haven't decided exactly what my plan will specifically entail... but here's what I have so far:
Walking around my apartment complex twice
20 mins of indoor cardio (usually me dancing like a fool for the dogs amusement)
Which is what I did today, along with some ST with a band.
It felt good. I had originally planned to walk around only once, but upper 60's temps were so lovely (btw, Mr Groundhog, we can hardly have 6 MORE weeks of winter when we haven't had ANY yet, just sayin') combined with being awake early without being forced to put me in such a good mood, I went around again. My plan with walking today was to walk without limping. My foot is still stiff and very, very sore and after a while limping is unavoidable. I did, however, manage BOTH laps limp free (not for lack of wanting to though). Woot!
I'm also working on my mind. Thinking better, feeling better, loving better. Lots of changes within myself to come soon. I'm looking forward to every second of it!
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Today marks 9 months since my accident (well, technically it was Apr 30th) and things are looking great. I had my last visit with the orthopedic today and I got a thumbs up from him. He said my bones are completely healed and the pain that still lingers is normal. He also confirmed that the screws will remain in, as there is no need to take them out. That made me very happy because I don't want to think about being immobilized another 3 months for those holes to fill back in. Uh uh, no way.
So, I left today for the last time (provided something doesn't happen to my foot in the future) with a "prescription" of exercise, a good multivitamin, and a little bit of sunshine for some Vitamin D to keep my bones strong (He so generously pointed out that 27-30 is peak age for bone density and after that it's all a decline). Yay. Thanks Doc ;)
So, I spose I get to add some exercise to my mornings now and I get to nag Johnny about adding me to his Planet Fitness account (GHFC, oh how I miss you). And this also means my return to sparkpeople!
Here's to strong bones!
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