Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Whew. Yep, I'm alive and kicking! Special thanks to the spark peeps who sent me goodies or checked on me...during the holiday season you thought of ME? Good grief, I'm a lucky gal, THANK YOU!
So far in December:
Got off the exercise wagon for about three weeks. Got back on it yesterday and boy, I'm back at square one again with strength/stamina. But the cool thing..it's never to late to start again. So I did. Two days in a row, cardio and stretching - done.
Food - food has not been terrible at all, the problem tho, is my carb ratio is too high. When we're poor...we eat carbs. cheap and filling. So, more than anything my current goal is to stay away from the sugar, get as many freggies in there as I can...and forgive myself the rest. So far, since thanksgiving I have NOT had eggnog. I have not had fudge, penuche, divinity, or ANY of the candy I associate with the holidays (or any other candy for that matter). I have not over ate really at all. Sort of amazing. Too broke to spend money on the ingredients and too tired if I could, LOL - work has gone crazy.
Stress - Mmmmm. See the part above about work has gone crazy....and the no money, but other than that...hey. I'm alive and kickin'.
Hope to get to all of my lovely SP peeps pages soon..I miss being in touch!
Monday, November 21, 2011
Friday, I flew to Seatttle. I haven't flown in about 8 years and.... 40 pounds or so. Small plane. I didn't think about my weight...and the plane. I weigh around 250 on a 5' body, and it's all in the belly.
As I entered the plane, I saw a woman who was much larger than me...and she needed two seats.
FEAR struck me like I can not express. What if I didn't fit?????
I found my seat...stowed my stuff...and sat. I tried the seatbelt...too tight. I took it to the limits of it's length and managed to buckle it. Not horribly tight, but I could feel it there across my belly.
A woman came to claim the seat next to me...late 50's, very trim, stylish etc. She nodded to me, grabbed the arm rest between us and shoved it down....and it wouldn't go down because my hip was in the way. She gave me a pointed look, and I sucked everthing I could in and pushed myself to the wall....and it snapped down in between us. I gave a cautious "oh thank god" to myself. I pulled myself as far away from her as I could, but it took constant vigilance not to touch her in some way.
The plane was not quite full, and before takeoff, the attendant announced that if you liked, you could change seats. The woman turned to me and said
"would you be more comfortable if I moved?" and looked down at my body and back up to my face.
I smiled and said, "whatever, I really don't mind". And in that time...someone else came up and grabbed the seat she had pointed to. She gave a small huff and turned her head and that was the end of all conversation. Thank GOD it was a very short flight, just an hour. I spent that hour pulling myself in as much as possible, my nose buried in my book.
I wanted to say "Look, yeah, I'm I fat woman. Sorry about that. But you know what? you have so much perfume on I could throw up....but I'm not being ugly to you about it, am I?"
The trip home was made with a 10 year old boy in the seat next to me, and I had room to "be".
It was quite the experience. And that's all I have to say about that....
Friday, November 11, 2011
This has been one long week. Super extra glad it's Friday.
Some good, some crappy stuff this week. Not enough sleep. Good on exercise, okay on food. Mood continues to be sorta low.
Had inspection by property management...and was sent a rather snotty note that the teenager's bedrooms were "unsanitary", the kitchen floor wasn't clean and I have 14 days to remedy this and then have another inspection. My first tought was...yeah, I didn't get the kitchen floor mopped but I didn't think you'd ding me for it for pete's sake! ..but the kids rooms? Seriously, "Unsanitary"? No they weren't magazine perfect...but there was nothing gross in there...no moldy dishes or mountains of dirty clothes. I'm sort of confused by the whole thing. Not to mention it just makes me feel TIRED. Yes, I really wanted to have ANOTHER inspection...oy vey.
That's my week in a nutshell. Woo.
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
Made the 7 hour drive to Boise and then back again over the weekend to teach a workshop and dance in a show. A lot of time in the car. I am grateful to say, I did NOT eat my way to Boise! I did have a snack on the way home...trying to stay awake for driving more than anything, but I didn't go overboard by any means.
Back at home, I have SIX peices of music that must be choreographed ASAP. A new private student starts tonite, a new teen class starts tomorrow night, on top of an already busy schedule.
Goals have been hit and miss, but not because of loss of drive. Back "on it" this week and we'll see where we go....
and daylight savings time is kicking my butt. When you naturally wake up at 4:30 and all of a sudden 4:30 is now 3:30....um, yeah. To my SP peeps that might be thinking "is she even reading blogs right now?" um, no but I will be!! I'm thinking of you...and I'll be around to check on you shortly.... :)
Wednesday, November 02, 2011
So I've told you about my new way to get more water. Every time I get up from my desk at my VERY sedentary job, I get a cup of water from the water cooler. That leads to more restroom trips, which means more cups of water as I pass the cooler. Even tho they were only 4 oz cups I thought hey, I'm getting more water it's good.
They are 8 oz cups. I had no idea, LOL. Here I am, 47 years old and a baker and I didn't recognize what was 8 oz. This is funny, it's good news (twice the water than I thought I was drinking!) and it is a huge testimony to my portion distortion problems.
It inspires me to start measuring some of my food again out of curiousity - how much am I REALLY putting on my plate, because obviously, I think things are smaller than they really are....
Interesting and funny thing I've learned about myself. Week goals: So far...so good.
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