Sunday, March 04, 2012
The last few days have been.... interesting, to say the least.
Thursday and Friday I managed to complete my cardio and stretching goals. I didn't make enough time for meditating, which means I didn't get to it. So now I know how to adjust for that.
I have figured out one BIIIIG thing. I can't DO ANYTHING on the weekends. And it's really annoying. My fiance and I live in a tiny one bedroom apt (at the moment!) and now that we have these two children of his here, cramped just doesn't seem to accurately describe it. They basically live in my livingroom. They sleep there, they play there. They are ALWAYS there (yes, I'm still a bit bitter about this). My fiance is also home on the weekends. Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with everyone... but I like my space and I like my alone time. And above all, I like quiet. I've NEVER looked forward to a Monday like I do now. They all go to school and work, and I have hours of blessed silence. Anyway, back to my point... I can't do anything while they are all here. The living room is filled with kids, fiance is usually in the bedroom... so I have no place to workout or meditate. This apt doesn't have a gym, so the only option I have is to go for a walk. Which I do... but with my foot the way it is, that only gives me 20 minutes or so. I'm hoping with this move coming up, I will have more space for me to do what I need to do. They will have their own room to clutter up with toys. I can use my living room for what it's meant to be used for! Plus, the new apt WILL have a gym and a pool (which I am super excited to use!) so at least I will have a place to escape to if needed.
Yesterday, was a mess. We got up at 7am, hitting yard sales and furniture stores looking for stuff for the new apartment, specifically a dining table. We found an awesome knife set with the knife block for only $2, but we didn't find a table... at least not one under our limit of $200. We were out until 5pm, so we ate out (bbq) for lunch. Might I mention my foot was super swollen, super sore and developing a blister in my arch by this point.
Once we got home, I kicked off my shoes, crawled on the bed, and began hunting through craigslist for tables and couches. I STILL didn't find a table we wanted, but I DID find a SUPER AMAZING deal. A black leather couch with TWO built-in recliners for $200! The lady selling it was available right then, so I got my shoes on again and left. No limp was coming between me and this couch! And I'm so glad too, because this couch was as awesome as it sounded. Perfect shiny leather, smooth gliding recliners, comfy squishy back and seat. I was, and am, in couch love. We're picking it up today (can't quite fit it into my trunk lol) and I can't wait. I love finding good deals like this. The couch is easily worth 800 new (I know, because we looked at like, 50, of them yesterday) and it was in perfect condition.
Anyway, time to go for now... I have to somehow figure out how to make room in my living room for a third couch! Yikes!
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!
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