Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Wow! I never thought I'd be able to say that! That I (lil ole me) is gonna join the gym. Anyway, the scoop is that Kenny and I went there today to check on the prices and they were right where I had hoped they'd be. An old friend of mine had told me their prices several years ago and I had expected them to have gone up, but they hadn't . So, we took the tour and all and we're hooked. We didn't sign up today because we didn't have the 60 bucks registration fee on us, but I think we'll probably wait until july to sign up. Either way, we're GONNA join and I'm soooooo excited. I can't wait!
Sunday, June 07, 2009
So, there is a possibility (however small) that I might be joining a gym! YAY! I called one place that's near my job and they want like 39 dollars a month for membership, which isn't so bad, but they really don't have a lot of stuff. What I really want to join is the health and fitness club that's really big in my city. They have LOTS of stuff, including a separate gym just for women! Anyway, I called them today to check on the prices, but (grrrr) they wouldn't tell me prices unless I come in. That really bugged me, because I know what they're trying to do. They're hoping I see the place and say "OMG Gym HEAVEN" and decide that price doesn't matter. Well, if I were, say... the mayor, price wouldn't matter... but I'm not, so it does matter. So, long story short, I've got an appointment and we'll see how it goes!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
So, I've figured out that I'm never going to be consistent at my diet or at SP. However, my desire for it strong enough that I always keep coming back, even if sporadically. Today, I found yet another motivator to keep pursuiing this weight loss thing -- high school pictures . Granted I'm only 24 and and only graduated 6 years ago, I've manged to gain weight like a seasoned pro. Anyway, like I said I found a couple pictures that got me thinking. ... I used to think I was horribly fat... but at 5'4'' and 180lbs, I wasn't horribly fat, but I was a bit overweight... which sat mostly in my belly (thanks to everyone on my dad's side of the family for that physical trait), giving me a slight pregnant look. And believe me, I have been asked NUMEROUS times by strangers if I'm pregnant. The answer, after mentally shoving my foot down their throat, is always a firm no. But that's getting off the point. I saw the pictures today and realized exactly how NOT FAT I was and that I actually looked pretty nice... nothing that a few sit ups and few less colas wouldn't cure. But then I got the call center job and went from standing all the time, to sitting all the time. I also had to adjust to an odd ball shift and started eating out a lot. I gained weight. This was at the beginning of 2006. So from Feb 06 to now, I gained 50lbs, doubling the amount that I need to lose to be where I want to be. See, the problem is that I've ALWAYS thought of myself as fat and so even while dieting/exercising, I never truly believed that would be anything but fat in my eyes. But when I saw those pictures, I realized that at one point in my life, I was a pretty nice, realistic size. And that made me realize that if I was there once, I can do it again. The only set back is my inate tendency toward procrastination and laziness, which I plan to try to overcome. But I don't expect it to be easy... I mean, really, how do you trick your brain into thinking it wants to do something when it really doesn't want to do it? Even disreagaring exercising and eating right... how do you make yourself believe that you really do want to clean that kitchen or cook that dinner, when in reality you'd rather chew on glass? Yeah, I have a long road, I know. But I've tacked those pictures up on the wall just beside my computer monitor so I can see them all the time. And when I've been on this computer too long, hopefully they'll inspire me to get off my rear and go for a walk!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Ouch! Don't touch me!.......... yep I'm sunburned. Yesterday, I went to St. Augusting Beach with my husband and my sister. And despite making a special shopping trip to buy the spray on 50spf sunscreen (spray works much better than rub on) and despite REAPPLYING several times, I still managed to get sunburned. I really am a walking advertisment for Coppertone. I was in the sun on the beach for 5 hours. Where the sunscreen was sprayed, I'm white as can be (and believe me, I'm usually a glowing WHITE lol), but where I missed, I'm lobster red. Unfortunately, I missed a large spot on my right shoulder blade... and it hurts every time I move. And although I did spray my face several times, I got sunburned there too. But I know it's because I was constantly rubbing my face to keep the salt out of my eyes. So I know I probably just rubbed all the sunscreen off. Even with the sunburn though, I'm happy. I haven't had so much fun in a LONG time. I felt like a kid again playing in the waves. Even when I lay in bed last night, I swear I could still feel the waves lol. It was great!
Friday, June 20, 2008
Today has been one for the books, I tell ya. It started out fine, but went downhill all the way. And it really doesn't have much to do with my diet or fitness. I guess you could say that work is just taking its toll on me. I just started this job a few weeks ago, so I'm still learning and still getting to know everyone. So far, I lean toward liking those who I have met. EXCEPT for my boss. Go figure huh? I swear, she is the absolute worst boss I'd ever had to deal with. If something goes wrong, she yells and screams and curses and once even threw something. She even sent a coworked out to buy her some beer (I can only hope she saved the beer for home because its STRICTLY forbidden). Today, she really ticked me off though. I was expressing concern to my team leader that I don't know if I'll be able to get my productivity up where it needs to be. See, I'm in data entry and we aim to input 54 "profiles" an hour. I'm roughly around 40 per hour. I'm not unduly concerned because I have my 90 day probation period to work on it, however, I asked my team leader what would happen if I didn't make it. She never gave me an answer, she kind of just skirted around answering with the boss walked in. She asked what we were talking about and the team lead told her. So the boss came over and asked me why I felt that I couldn't meet productivity. I told her that I know how to do the work, but that I simply can't type that fast (and I am NOT a slow typer, I can hold my own). Do you know what her response what? She said and I quote "So quit" ...... I was dumbfounded. Seriously, what professional would say that? Maybe I'm overreacting, I don't know. It just seems to me that if an employee comes to you with a concern about their abilties, the correct response would not be to tell them to quit. I just can't believe how unprofessional she is. Thankfully I kept my very short temper under wraps. I'm in no financial position to quit my job, no matter how much the boss pisses me off. However, I'm not dumb enough to stick around long. I'll be sending out my resume again. I can handle a rude boss, but I demand a professional one.
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