Friday, December 19, 2014
A few years ago, I was talking with a coaching client (I coach bellydancers! I coach them to prepare for competitions, round out their training, etc) sometime close to the end of the year. I'd asked her, as I'd asked all my clients, to give me three goals dance-wise for the coming year. She showed up with a spreadsheet of goals for her entire life - goals which were phrased in meaningful ways to her life. She shared the year before's spreadsheet and how well she'd done (remarkably well when you compare it to the typical Joe's New Year resolutions). She said she'd send me the link for the "guy she follows" where she had found this system. Subsequently she moved shortly after and we both forgot all about it. She posted the link I'm sharing on my Facebook page this week and it really got me thinking about the coming year.
In coaching, I start every session (usually phone/skype) with "Tell me what's going right in your practice?" then "What isn't going so good?" I was amused at the "coincidence" that this style of goal setting starts with two questions - What went well this year and what didn't go so well this year? And then you base your goals on those answers - rather than the typical "lose weight" or "be happier" or "have more money".
It got me thinking...and what was the first thing that slammed into my head with question #2 What didn't go so well? my health. Not just my weight, but my health has taken what feels like a swan dive straight into the toilet. This spring I turned 50...and today, I feel like an unhealthy 80 year old, no joke.
*Arthritis is screaming in my knees/hips/shoulders
*I have very little cartilage left in my knees and wow, suddenly can I tell
*Stamina...what stamina? I'm breaking a sweat walking to the bathroom.
*Skin issues - my eczema is off the charts horrible, looks like i have some kind of nasty VD of the skin, and the steroid ointment the dermatologist prescribed isn't even keeping it to a dull roar.
*Diverticulitis flares happening more frequently
*My stress level is somewhere around 372 on a scale of 1-10.
Health. You truly don't appreciate it until it takes off on a vacation without you.
So, this is what I'm reading and thinking about - the link below. I haven't picked my title for the coming year as he suggests yet, but I'm thinking along the lines of 2015 - The Year Of Health Restoration.
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Had one 15 minute discussion with my boss about some problems in the department I supervise. Mind you, I am not in his office often, and extremely rarely do I complain - EVER. There are other supervisors who are in his office several times a week complaining.
I thought the discussion went well, I left feeling better, I had some ideas to cope with the issues.....
Today he takes me aside and says he's noticed I'm really starting to depress him with "all of these problems" and his 'assignment' for me is to bring him "some good news by this time tomorrow...show me you can see the good as well as the bad".
REALLY? After ONE discussion in literally months? Discussing verifiable documented problems?
I feel like I've just been spanked. :(
Sunday, June 01, 2014
Five months since I posted? wow, time flies. We won't say when you're having fun tho. Been a stressful first half of the year.
But then what's new?
Well, one thing is new...I started going to a personal trainer/training studio last week. Yesterday was my first class - 45 min circuit training class. The first 20 min, no problem. I was working, I could feel my muscles waking up (you want us to do what after ignoring us all this time?). Then came the last 15 min of active training. I hit the wall. My energy took a dive and I was huffing and puffing like a 75 year old chain smoker. When it was done, I crawled to my car and for a few minutes my muscles just.....quivered. Exhausted I drove home, and sat in the recliner. I was whooped for the majority of the day. Had some aches and pains, but overall advil took care of it.
This a.m. I'm feeling some muscles speaking to me. Not, however, as bad as it could be. Tomorrow I drag my butt back there at 6 a.m. for the next circuit class. Tuesday is a core and stretch class. Then I'm starting to move the end of the week and figure I'll save my energy for that and skip Saturday's class.
Something had to change - and I finally bit the bullet and did it. Was it the most fun ever? No. It was not. Do I dread going tomorrow? To be honest, a little bit, yes. Will I go anyway? Yes. Yes I will.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
7 days of prednisone....and I'm so crabby today I can barely stand myself. Weight loss has, as expected on steroids, completely stopped and in fact I regained 2 pounds even tho being pretty much on plan.
Today is allergy testing, and while I'm abjectly sure they will say I may now have water and toothpicks for the remainder of my life, I'm just going to be so glad to get off the prednisone I don't care.
Still not eating grains, overall not missing it. What I'm really missing is Dairy. Horrible mood says "oh, you're probably allergic to THAT too and you'll never get to have it again and...."
Yikes. This steroid stuff has brought my inner bitch right to surface. Blech. Keeping quiet mostly because I'm sort of afraid if I open my mouth....I might get myself into trouble.
blech. blech. and more blech. Here's to allergy testing day, getting OFF prednisone, and hopefully having some answers to this infernal constant itching....
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