Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Yesterday evening I got an e-mail from Spark People, notifying me that I'd got enough votes to be considered a Motivator, and that I would now have a badge on my Spark Page saying so. Oh... my... goodness!
Let me say, that I don't particularly think of myself as a motivator. Some of the rest of you whose pages wear these badges might know what I mean. I mean, I came to Spark for quite selfish reasons. I wanted tools. To help me on my journey.
What I found was so much more. I found others. Kindred spirits who are walking similar paths. I read their blogs. I wrote encouragement to them. I received encouragement in return. Is encouragement a motivator? Yes, I guess it is. I know I feel more motivated when I hear kind words.
The other bit? The action steps? Well, Spark helped nudge me along with the tools. Tracking is a great tool. Giving us points for tracking, making it "fun"... well Spark itself is a motivator.
So, thanks to those of you who put that badge on my page, and dear Lord help me live up to it. It is an awesome responsibility to be considered a motivator. What if I slip? Well, I have slipped. And somebody still thinks I'm a motivator. Bottom line, I guess you don't have to be perfect even to motivate someone else along the path to a healthier life.
We can do this. We are worth it!
Monday, August 23, 2010
The undercurrent that my son is back Stateside colors my world with happiness whatever else was going on. A couple of IMs with him last night revealed he was still stuck in transit, but moving closer to his in-processing base. And tucked up at a hotel for the night.
But there is also my starting the Couch to 5K training program yesterday. I really did it! Workout 1 of Week 1 of the program on this web site:
It felt good. I monitored my heart rate and did it on the treadmill with an incline level 1 (which my treadmill instructions tell me will closer approximate flat walk/jogging outdoors). I resisted the temptation to do more than the plan, except I did do a little more cool down walking, because I am accustomed to a 30 minute workout and want to continue to be.
I ate well yesterday, too... none of those anxiety slips I've been having on weekends of late. You can't keep doing that sort of thing and expect to maintain! Once in a while, maybe, but not every week.
Finally, I went to bed early and got a full 8 hours sleep. So here I am, ready to take on the work week. And grateful for the good I've experienced and read from others over the past couple of days.
This will be a good day!
Sunday, August 22, 2010
I am awake. Because my cell phone started singing at me at 2:30 a.m. Phone calls at this hour are not generally good news. My sleep-fuzzy brain figured it was probably a wrong number... they often are at that hour.
Then I got to it, and the phone, which had quit ringing, proclaimed the call to be from my son. I hit redial of course... and got his wife. Of course. His phone has been forwarded ever since he left the country. She said she was already awake, and that he's in Maine.
I hung up, and it said I had voice mail... picked up the message, and he said he'd tried the house phone first and got a busy signal. I picked up the house phone, and dead air! I had to unplug every phone in the house at once, and then replug them in to get a dial tone back. But I missed the phone call. And I don't think I'll be going back to sleep soon.
Too happy, just knowing he's another step closer to home.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
It's one p.m. and so far I feel terrific about my Saturday. It's been actively busy and productive... and somehow it's easy to like myself when I do things first, and don't put them off for later!
I mailed things and took the dog for a walk, and stopped at the bank on the way. We meandered through the park on the way back. Then I walked all the way to Target (about a mile and a half each way). On the way there I started with the jog/walk rotation recommended by a Couch To 5K program's "workout 1, week 1" because I was feeling I have to get serious about this Fort Hood 5K, it's only 11 weeks away and my training has NOT been very consistent so far.
I couldn't do the jog/walk rotation on the way home, because I had things to carry and was not balanced enough to do the runs. But I had 11,000 steps on the pedometer before 10 a.m.
Since I'd bought things intended for a care package to Afghanistan, I packed that up, and took it to the post office to mail. A friend of my son's is a nurse over there and they need baby bottles for the refugees that come into the clinic. So... being cut off from my mom-ly rotation of sending boxes to him, I'll send stuff to others in need!
Then I invested in a new pair of running shoes. Like I said, time to get serious about this training! And picked up some healthy food to stock my cupboards. So... I'm all set for the week ahead, and feeling virtuous. I could even consider the concept of a... nap!
Have a wonderful weekend, all!
Friday, August 20, 2010
Yesterday I completely forgot that the director was providing lunch. Of course these things are never healthy foods, but I usually make do by packing my healthy snacks and eating a salad before I head down. Last year I planned in advance and took my own chips (smaller bag with counts I trusted). Given I forgot, I packed my normal healthy lunch and snacks. I ended up leaving lunch and the afternoon snacks in the 'fridge for today.
They provided hot dogs in white rolls, baked beans, various toppings for the hot dogs, chips, and sweetened tea and lemonade. There was a cheesecake sale (for charity) and a bake sale (also for charity) concurrent. My friend caught me to go down early as her lunch time is earlier than mine. I had eaten my mid-morning snacks, so I wasn't ravenous.
I had the hot dog, skipped the beans, picked the least fat grams chips bag (baked, multi-grain), and had a little chili and some chopped onions on the hot dog. Skipped the sweetened drinks and the dessert. Still felt pretty full, but not bad for being a trifle blind sided.
On the son front: I got to exchange IM's with him after work last night (for me) which would have been the middle of the night where he is. I commented on his being up late. He responded that he's trying to re-adjust time zones in advance. He is in a holding spot for a while yet, but he's moving in the right direction - one step closer to home. My mom-gut feels so much better, and I'll deal with the uncertainty of timing.
Today's adventure is the dentist. Keep that smile intact.
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