Tuesday, January 11, 2011
The Christmas Cookie Pudge, I mean. On January 3rd, I put on my pants to go to work. That morning, I stood in front of the kids with my hands on my hips and felt something that wasn't there before the break. Overhang. I remember listening to the kids sing, and not paying any attention to them. Instead, I was thinking "man, I really *did* eat too many cookies."
My life ain't what it used to be.
In a previous life, I would have not noticed this pudge, or else I would have denied that it was there. "I think my pants shrunk." But not in this life. I worked out a plan, got in more water than ever, started working out smarter than ever before, and by golly, it's almost gone!
The proof is in the pudding. Staying off the scale over the holidays didn't prevent the Cookie Pudge from happening. Which is kind of an interesting thing. It's easy to say "I'm going to stay off the scale for _____ amount of time. It doesn't matter what the scale says." We all hate the scale (well, in general). Staying off the scale doesn't change the fact that my pudge was there... Whether I gained 2 pounds or 5 pounds, the pudge still happened. The scale just let me know how much my pudge weighed.
So yesterday, hands on hips, I felt the difference. It only took a week, but it was a hard week. I could have just ignored the problem, but then I would have been a week behind. Last Monday I thought "man, I'll never get this off. I worked so hard!" and I was a little bummed. But if I hadn't just sucked it up and gone to the gym, I'd *still*be feeling bummed.
Snow snow snow... it's hopefully on its way!
- lower body circuit at the gym
- water water water!
- be positive!
- Brad's birthday - I bought Prosecco and Grand Marnier for a treat, and we might be cooking up a steak for dinner. Not sure yet.
Have a super day!
Monday, January 10, 2011
I'm not too good at looking far into the future and setting goals. I just don't work that way. So this year, when I did my "resolutions," I decided to start with committing to a plan for January. And since even a month is a long time for me, I thought I'd just plan out my schedule week by week and see what happens. So far it's been a wonderful thing. While it's hard for me to see all the way to February, I *can* see until Saturday.
This helps immensely on days like today, when all I wanted to do was stay in bed. Too much football and beer yesterday does not make for a happy Carrie at 5:00am when the alarm goes off. But I thought of my weekly plan, how I had everything all figured out, and it made it a little less horrible getting up. "If I miss today, then I have to rework my whole week." If I were thinking of the whole month, I probably would have thought "Well, it's only the 10th, I can make this up at some point." So there it is.
My car is warming up, I have my bag ready to go... off to the gym for a bit of circuit training!
Have a super day!
Saturday, January 08, 2011
I am stepping out of my comfort zone... I am organizing some different things in my house. I just spent some time going through old photos, taking them out of the old, yellowing album and putting them into a box. I made dividers with some scrapbook paper ends I had lying around. It felt good to do that! The old album looked so nasty, and now the photos are in a box, more easily accessible. I'm almost ready to empty out two more albums - the albums are ones I bought in high school - the designs aren't my style anymore (well of course not, that was almost 15 years ago!).
I've been thinking a lot about my personal style lately. Reading a lot of articles about how "When you're in your 30s, you should be developing your own style." So here I am - firmly in the 30s. When I just turned 30, it was sort of like I could still do the 20s thing. But no more. So I've really been thinking about what makes me comfortable. I'm working on making my house and my wardrobe/accessories reflect my style, which is simple/classic (the terms I've most often come across).
In 2011 I am looking forward to more finely honing my style and working on a signature look. I'm really starting to know what I really like and in what I feel comfortable... this is exciting for me. Instead of making my resolution "lose weight," I am finally able to make the resolution to do something ELSE. Like get my look together.
- water water
- pack up some dishes and store them (we got some new dishes from Brad's parents for Christmas, and I'd like to use them. I came to the conclusion that I don't need to get rid of everything in the world, I can store it. We have more than enough storage space in our house. i.e. a big basement that hardly has anything in it.)
- enjoy a(nother) glass of wine. My dad gets me an organic wine called "Eye of the Bee" which is just delicious. It's a nice little treat and a special one, too, because it's a gift.
Friday, January 07, 2011
Planning and being organized is a strength of mine. I plan my meals for the week, I have my clothes, lunch and school bag packed the night before, and I know where all my paperwork is. Need my passport? I know just where it is. Instruction manual for ____? I have a file for it, and I probably can tell you when I put it there.
It gives me a sense of calm to know that I don't have to search around for things - I know just where they are. I want to wear that red and purple sparkly pin I haven't worn in a year? It's in with my other pins. I don't keep enough *stuff* around to have it buried under something.
Did you pay the electric bill? Not yet, but it's written on my schedule to pay it on Wednesday, along with sending in the check for the car insurance.
And while planning and organizing gives me a sense of calm, it also tends to prevent me from living my life NOW. I had a snow day today - and I feel like I should have spent it doing NOTHING... but what did I do? I went through some old jewelry and put some in a box to give away... I went over my finances... I did laundry (which I was planning to do tomorrow anyway)... I think it's a coping mechanism for me. When Brad is here (not working), he helps me to sit around and enjoy the now. This morning, we watched Maury (a guilty pleasure) and watched about 374829 girls cry when "You are/are NOT the father!" came on. We sat in our jammies and snuggled. We took a nap. We ate lunch together, not worrying about sitting there for 45 minutes slowly eating our chili.
But as soon as he left, it was like I felt I HAD to be doing something. I think I'm afraid of eating out of boredom... if I give myself something to do, I won't eat. Over the winter break, I ate so many cookies because of that reason. I was bored. There are only so many ornaments to put away, so many presents to wrap... and when I put on my work pants on Monday, I could tell that the cookies did a little damage.
So I organize. Almost *too* much, maybe. I don't know. I don't like extra stuff hanging around... disorder makes me crazy. And I'm not talking about like when I go somewhere else and see other people's things, I mean my own things. I can't stand clutter.
I like being organized. And I don't feel like I'm missing out on stuff because of it... I just think for right now it's a way for me to stay busy so I don't miss Brad too much (we hardly see each other because of our opposite work schedules) and so I don't stuff my face out of boredom. I suppose there are worse things I could be doing to pass the time...
So if you ever need your house cleaned up, I'm your girl. I am very good at throwing things away... I don't keep things unless I have a real attachment to them and I love them. Elementary school report cards? Trash. Old pictures? Generally trash, unless they have some sort of meaning to me. I don't need 50 gazillion pictures of someone's rear end because I thought it was funny to take those kinds of pictures back in high school.
It's time to make a pot of decaf...
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Three good things, three points.
1) I went to stretch. It was wonderful.
2) I drank all my water.
3) I kept a positive attitude all day.
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