Monday, November 28, 2011
I don't. I'm a genuine weather wimp! My little treadmill in my fit-cave is just fine with me for times when it's drippy or cold. But I have lucked out this year, in that the weather has been pretty decent.
That leads not only to being able to take walks outside, rather than cooped up indoors, it also makes for safer driving to the gym, even for indoor workouts. As we face the coming of Winter, I have to mentally prepare myself for the adaptations to my fitness plan that it normally brings: days when the strength training consists of scoop, lift, toss, repeat... days when the balance training consists of careful stepping (or if I'm lucky strapping on skates, "push to the side, glide")... days when the cardio is moving fast to get in out of the cold.
Here's to Winter training plans, and dancing around the holiday food temptations!
Sunday, November 27, 2011
You and I know it by another name: it's called a Christmas tree. But my kitties think of it as a toy shopping mall. It is under construction in my living room. After they knocked off the first three ornaments, I have made some decisions about which precious ones are NOT going on the tree this year.
If it's wood, acrylic, or metal, it's probably OK. Worst they can do is bring down the tree on their heads. But those pretty little crystal angels? Not likely!
The goofy snowman cookie jar that started its life in my household as a white elephant gag gift is out on display, having grown into a family tradition. The nativity set as well.
Have a wonderful Sunday, all!
Friday, November 25, 2011
You know the one. The one you couldn't wait to get to! The one AFTER the big holiday... or AFTER a vacation.
Truth to tell, I skipped several workouts earlier in the week, getting things wrapped up and ready for the holiday. So this morning, after dropping off the recyclables at the center... the gym is "right next door"... I went and found my fellow gym-rats doing the same thing.
I had no clue what kind of workout I was going to do: swim, bike, jog/walk? Nope, the card with the trainer's "programme" called me... and after a ten minute warm up on the elliptical, I pumped iron, pulled cables, and stretched elastic bands to her specifications. I sweated and grinned, and felt quite pleased with myself. And regained some confidence that I have NOT given up on myself, just because I took a few days of "reverses."
Yes, the scale is above what I'd like it to be in maintenance. Yes, the size 4 pants from last Spring are definitely NOT fitting well right now. But if I can keep on keeping on, they will again conform to my new normal.
Because I am a person who can be modest in a gym towel... that was my giggle point for today... this would not have been true 75 pounds ago. We can do this, Spark buddies. And we shall. Because we're worth it!
Thursday, November 24, 2011
I have long maintained that Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. It is not wrapped up in expectations of gift-giving. It is wrapped up in gratitude for what we already have!
But there is a part of me, looking back at yesterday's entry, who wonders about how the demon comes out this time of year. Mary (CookMe123) gave me great advice about taking on the role of the compassionate observer and seeing what the little girl inside me is missing in all of this!
Well! Some of you already have been introduced to "Toddler Barbie", my inner child. She wears patent leather shoes, lacy socks, a red velvet dress with a lace pinafore. Her hair is done up in red-gold curls, a-la-Shirley Temple. Believe it or not, this is how I see her. The red-gold curls match what my Aunt and her step-mother in law did with my hair when I was four years old. Which is the age I think of her being.
She is a wilful little cuss. Greedy? You betcha! She never wants to stop doing what she's doing to go do what Mom says we need to do now. She's having too much fun. And somehow, she knows there will never be enough. She has to have it ALL... all the attention. All the love. All the toys. All the food. But, she is afraid to ask for anything, because all the grownups around her tell her this is BAD.
Toddler Barbie both seeks attention and shuns it. Toddler Barbie wants to be good, and wants to be known for being good. But that often means not getting what she wants, giving it up for someone else, because their needs have to come first... that's what "being good" is all about! And when it brings attention, she feels guilty at the same time as feeling she deserves the merit. Toddler Barbie is one messed up little girl. But isn't she charming?
The funny thing about Toddler Barbie is that once she sucks it up and does what mommy says she needs to do... she feels virtuous and right with the world and her Maker. She has won over the wilfulness. But sometimes it takes a tantrum to get to doing what mommy said.
Yesterday's blog was about the tantrum. Today's blog is about how good Thanksgiving feels... now that the table's being set and memories attend each preparation step. Procrastination is over. The real grateful in your heart recognition of the season has begun.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, Sparkfriends! Inner children and outer ones... may your day be filled with memories... old ones, and new ones in the making... and especially memories of gratitude. Without each day of our lives, good and bad... would we be us?
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
some days the demon wins. Some days I do.
The demon is compulsive eating. The demon tries to tell me that she is the real me. The demon uses many tacks, and knows the cracks in my armor all too well.
Yesterday the demon told me that since my co-worker brought in home baked pumpkin cheesecake, even though I'd had a rocky week, it would be a crime not to have a taste. The demon told me it was OK to have the whole slice.
After work, the demon told me it was OK to skip my workout, because I needed to come home and relax since I'll be "invaded" by guests on Thanksgiving day. Then it told me I needed to have "just an ounce" of the cheddar cheese it had convinced me to buy to make my famous baked cheese balls... and then another, and another, and another. The demon told me I needed something sugary and chocolate next.
The demon is best at kicking me when I'm already "down". Not sure when the demon will be gone, I kind of gave it free rein... the demon gives false promises that it will leave if I just let it stay for a while.
While it hangs out and I let it, it wrecks my house (body), leaving work to be done when I finally manage to kick it to the curb or put it back in its cell. Where it waits for the next opportunity to worry at a crack.
It strikes in isolation, before and after holidays more fiercely than at the gatherings and events themselves. And it does NOT deliver what it promises or leave when it said it would.
To all my fellow Sparkers who deal with demons... may today be a day when the demon loses, and WE WIN! We're worth it, no matter what the demon tries to tell us.
Every day is day one, when you live with a demon within.
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