Tuesday, March 06, 2012
I succeeded in my goal of leaving work on time yesterday and drove straight to the gym, where I enjoyed a 44 lap swim. I can tell it's been a while since I've been in the pool... my shoulders told me so. But aerobically, totally fit. It felt good, I went to bed early and slept really well.
I had one of "those" dreams just before waking to the alarm. I had a very frustrating thing at work in the dream, with requirements showing up well after the code had been written and tested... a confrontation with the person voicing those requirements... a threat to toss in the "work towel" and quit... followed by leaving my house and being confronted with a wall of stone and ice blocking my access to the street.
Wow... tons of symbolism to work ones way through there! But the important bit is that I *am* dreaming. Dreams are part of the process of working through life's obstacles. Like that wall. Hmmmm.
Anyway, waking with such an image got my feet to the floor quite promptly, and now I find myself ahead of schedule, and contemplating doing the bus ride to work this morning, so that my walk home won't result in the forced bus ride tomorrow morning. It is shaping up to be a great day, weather wise... so...
Life is good... live it to the fullest... experience what's there to experience... and Spark on!
Monday, March 05, 2012
As I sit here Sparking before work and contemplating the plan for the day, I did that "feelings check", and realized that I made it through an entire weekend "on plan". I did the mileage I needed to do. I did not binge eat. In short, I am feeling that sweet "victory" feeling of having kept promises to myself.
The cautionary note to self for Monday is "now, don't get cocky!" Just keep on following the plan. Which is: I want to leave work on time tonight and get a moderate swim in, as today is "off" from mileage building.
Tomorrow, which is supposed to be a really nice day with high in the upper 60's, I hope to walk home from work. This is a nice, long walk, and will necessitate walking to a bus stop Wednesday morning to get back to work, since I will have left the car at work.
Anyway, that's the initial plan. We shall see what monkey wrenches life tosses into the mix! Life's good. Spark on!
Sunday, March 04, 2012
Apparently I'm not sure where I live. I pretty much live a virtual life. Yesterday I had the experience of signing up online for something that required verification of identity. The process asked a number of questions, one of which was about associations with street addresses. It gave me a list of five or six to choose among, or "none of the above". I did not immediately recognize any of the addresses... five of them I could absolutely reject immediately.
But one of them sounded vaguely familiar. Hmmm... what *was* the address of that transitory apartment we only "camped" in for a year or so? I found myself doing a Google maps search of the vague address to verif that in fact, at one time, it had likely been mine!
Being, well, me... this led to some ponderings over whether I have *ever* lived much in the real, physical world. Whatever my street address.
I've always been a bit of a dreamer. Some folks are well grounded in the space they occupy on the planet. Not one of them, here. I seem to require time to read, become immersed in fantasy, reverie, movies or TV, whatever... but to go somewhere ELSE than where my head lays down at night.
I was pondering that this morning as I navigated the vacuum over a couple of rooms I hadn't done in a few weeks. Hmmm... why is it that some people *see* what needs doing and do it?
When I visited a resident of a half way shelter, I observed that the residents were given regular chores, including cleaning. This was inspected regularly, too. This was to prepare the residents to take care of themselves independently.
Most of us had similar lessons from our mothers. But some of us have chosen not to follow them once we lived on our own. I have used various justifications for *not* keeping house well. I have to admit they sound a lot like the excuses for not taking better care of nutrition and activity!
I see some folks posting photos of their tidy sinks, and so forth. I made a special effort for several weeks last year to "do one thing" before and after my work day to contribute to a harmonious, dignified dwelling place. Honestly, my home is in better shape than it was when I first started that effort. But the effort petered out after a while, and I chased some other shiny something.
As I pick up my training for the half marathon, I find it starts moving me into the "living in the present" direction... dragging me out of my fantasy space, and making me conscious of my surroundings. Again.
OK, so it may be intermittent. It may be sporadic. But here I am. I live HERE. In the NOW and in the LOCAL. Like it or not.
Life's good. Spark on!
Saturday, March 03, 2012
Sheesh, the way I feel this morning, you'd think I had re-developed HORMONES! Of course it didn't help that one of the first things I did this morning was to review journals from a year ago. I was looking for training mileage... what I found was the last weekend of my Diamond's lifespan. Yep.
Then I took my son's car in for a six-month service. I asked advice for how to best care for it the next nine or ten months while he is deployed and its insurance is on "in storage". The young man who helped me was so kind, and when he went over the service showed me how he'd gone and searched for online coupons to apply to the bill, and told me his mom had taken care of his vehicle when HE was deployed. I was ready to melt into tears.
Now, if you know anything about women and being on the verge of teariness, you know this is NOT a good time to get a haircut. But that's what I needed to do this morning. One should wear a sign, "It's not your fault!" for the poor folks who end up taking care of you! No matter how good the haircut, you won't like it.
Anyway, it isn't a bad haircut. Styled a bit differently than I normally do, but that will change. I managed polite and gave a decent tip, but I'm still a bit on the emotionally fragile side.
This weekend's plan includes at least a 6 mile outing on hoof. Because I need to be boosting mileage. I've done 4.5, 4.13, and 4.25 in evening treadmill sessions earlier in the week, but it is the weekend: long walk required. Thinking about a coffee shop about 35 blocks away... walking there for coffee would fulfil the required mileage.
Life is life. Choose it. Experience it. Don't stuff it away with food. Spark on!
Friday, March 02, 2012
I know this is no big surprise to successful Sparkers. But it had been a while that I've been on maintenance, and I had got used to having not just my olives on my lunch salad, but a couple of tablespoons of crumbled low fat Feta cheese. I had got used to my evening snack having three graham cracker squares added to my lite yogurt.
Those are the only two changes I made this week, dropping one or the other of the items added to my salad, and dropping the graham crackers. Total calories saved? Only about 130 but that, believe it or not, is enough to make a difference. I also made sure *this* week to have lunch sized entrees for lunch. With my higher training levels I had been "getting away with" dinner sized entrees... another maybe 50 calories difference on average.
If you take that 180 calories times 7 days average... it comes out to 1260, which implies about a third of a pound deficit. But add to it some increased burn as I up my walking miles, and it should add up to half a pound a week. On average.
We shall see if this is enough to meet my March plan. The important thing? I am MAKING these small changes, and committed to them! That alone makes them worth it, as they make me feel good about me.
The most empowering thing in life is keeping a promise to yourself. One little promise. Today. One day at a time.
Life is good. Spark on!
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