I weighed in for the second time. I expected worse.
I'm down .2 lbs. Note: the point is BEFORE the two.
I wish it were more but I'll take what I can get.
Work is good. I've been busy but it's good busy.
I'm doing Power Yoga and have definitely walked around more than at my last job but I also know I can do more.
I'm signing up for the half marathon tomorrow so now there are no excuses.
Jon isn't excited about training with me but I think he's going to come for moral support. Well, he needs a little more convincing.
Piko is set to be spayed in two weeks. This will be our third try. She goes into heat in June so we've got a time line.
And I'm not down for dealing with her four weeks of period again so they best get it right this time.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
I woke up at 5:30 am to go to yoga!
I then texted my friend and told her I was going back to bed.
I slept for probably 15 minutes and played out a whole argument in my head.
"C'mon fat ass! You complain you can't fit into your clothes and you won't even get up to go to yoga? What good is Weight Watchers if you don't exercise? Stop being lazy!" My other side can be mean.
"I just want to sleep!"
"Get up. Just GET UP!"
At 6:15 am, I felt too guilty to go back to sleep so I got out of bed and went to yoga.
Whooohooo!
I love Power Yoga. Specifically, the way this certain instructor teaches it. She's brilliant (she graduated from Stanford) and is some sort of engineer. So she's not very friendly. But I think that's part of the reason why I adore her. She means business. She pushes me way beyond what I think I can do. She doesn't talk much so when she does, it means something. When I took my last job, I was very sad that I couldn't take her class anymore. But now with my shiny, brand new spankin' job, I'm able to take her class again. Hurray!
Right?
She told us this morning that she gave her two week notice.
Son. Of. A. Bitch.
I slept for probably 15 minutes and played out a whole argument in my head.
"C'mon fat ass! You complain you can't fit into your clothes and you won't even get up to go to yoga? What good is Weight Watchers if you don't exercise? Stop being lazy!" My other side can be mean.
"I just want to sleep!"
"Get up. Just GET UP!"
At 6:15 am, I felt too guilty to go back to sleep so I got out of bed and went to yoga.
Whooohooo!
I love Power Yoga. Specifically, the way this certain instructor teaches it. She's brilliant (she graduated from Stanford) and is some sort of engineer. So she's not very friendly. But I think that's part of the reason why I adore her. She means business. She pushes me way beyond what I think I can do. She doesn't talk much so when she does, it means something. When I took my last job, I was very sad that I couldn't take her class anymore. But now with my shiny, brand new spankin' job, I'm able to take her class again. Hurray!
Right?
She told us this morning that she gave her two week notice.
Son. Of. A. Bitch.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
"So what are you going to do about?"
This was the exact question asked by two people in completely different conversations when I complained that I was getting fat.
To which I replied, "Nothing, I'm going to wallow in it for a while." (I really said that. Sister will tell you.)
I blamed my old job for making me "solid" and, of course, 15 lbs. makes clothes fit not-cute-and-too-tight. Now that I have a new job and am not wallowing in self pity, my excuse to stay complacent is gone. So what the hell am I going to do about it?
Obviously this is a "Bitch about Gaining Weight" entry. I figure if I put it out there, I will have to go through with a plan to change myself. I know that other people fight much bigger battles than me and I'm fortunate to be somewhat healthy. But it's still my little battle. Losing 15 to 20 lbs on a five foot frame isn't exactly a walk in the park!
A few years ago, I joined Weight Watchers when I was at my heaviest. (Ironically, my heaviest now is 2.8 lbs more than my previous all time high.) It worked and I lost 15 lbs! I was so excited! Then I went to grad school, started dating Jon, and got "comfortable." You know what I'm talking about. I tried joining again a couple years later but, unfortunately, it wasn't effective. I didn't make it to all the meetings and I finally just quit because I was paying but not truly making an effort.
I know WW works. It worked for me before! But failing at my second attempt shook my belief that I could lose the weight again. Because I failed. But it really has been the only thing that has helped me lose weight. Mono doesn't count but it did get me down to a size 2. So last week I signed up online for Weight Watchers. My friend told me it's $9.22/week with e-tools access. I didn't make the time to attend a meeting, though. And if I'm going to lay it all out there to tell the truth - it's because I didn't want to find out how much I weighed. But I would have to eventually find out so I got my tuckus to an 8:00am meeting today. Know something funny? The lady that was leading it was the same lady from six years ago. And although she didn't know my name, she looked at me and said, "Welcome back. How long has it been?"
Hot damn. She remembered me.
I wish I could say that I could relate to the people that were there. I remembered even back then the lady drew big crowds. There were 20+ people at this meeting. I guess I just wish there were younger people. For the most part, everyone was over 45. Oh well. I like the lady leader and she remembered me so I want to keep attending this particular meeting time because she is a good motivator. So of course I bought the new starter pack because all the literature has changed.
I decided to go on the Flex Points plan just because I love me some bread and chocolate so it's a heckuva lot easier to do Flex than Core. I almost fell out of my chair when I found out I only had 18 points a day (I think some Jamba Juice smoothies are more than that.) 18 points are supposed to last me an entire day! Last time I was on WW I only had 20 points and that was a struggle. Oh lawdee. But then leader lady told me that I had 35 extra points to spread out in the week so I could split it up, add 5 more points to the day and that would bring me up to 23.
If you have ever done Weight Watchers, you know that makes a BIG difference. Thank goodness!
So there. I done did it. This and exercising more is my answer to "So what are you going to do about it?" My work sponsors half and full marathons so I'm also going to train for a half marathon in August. I'm also going to try to go back to yoga. It's a little tricky just because it's not close to work but I desperately want to go back to it. It makes me FEEL good. I'm also trying to psyche myself up to either go to the gym with Jon or bust out my oldie but goodie exercise DVDs.
I'm nervous to fail but excited to finally be doing something about my weight gain. I'm relieved that I have a friend to call if I ever need support and will understand me when I scream, "But is cheating 10 points REALLY a big deal?" and will talk me out of it. So yes, I'm jumping back on the band wagon and drinking the sugar free Kool-Aid, too.
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R.I.P. BLOGS - It appears that three of the blogs that I found to be really cool have either gone on to greener pastures (damn that MySpace) or just have too much going on to update.
So VS, XT, and Sassy, thank you for the entertainment and for giving a gal some good reading. If any of you should ever decide to go back to your blogs, please let me know and I will immediately put you back on my list of favorites. I truly miss reading you guys!
To which I replied, "Nothing, I'm going to wallow in it for a while." (I really said that. Sister will tell you.)
I blamed my old job for making me "solid" and, of course, 15 lbs. makes clothes fit not-cute-and-too-tight. Now that I have a new job and am not wallowing in self pity, my excuse to stay complacent is gone. So what the hell am I going to do about it?
Obviously this is a "Bitch about Gaining Weight" entry. I figure if I put it out there, I will have to go through with a plan to change myself. I know that other people fight much bigger battles than me and I'm fortunate to be somewhat healthy. But it's still my little battle. Losing 15 to 20 lbs on a five foot frame isn't exactly a walk in the park!
A few years ago, I joined Weight Watchers when I was at my heaviest. (Ironically, my heaviest now is 2.8 lbs more than my previous all time high.) It worked and I lost 15 lbs! I was so excited! Then I went to grad school, started dating Jon, and got "comfortable." You know what I'm talking about. I tried joining again a couple years later but, unfortunately, it wasn't effective. I didn't make it to all the meetings and I finally just quit because I was paying but not truly making an effort.
I know WW works. It worked for me before! But failing at my second attempt shook my belief that I could lose the weight again. Because I failed. But it really has been the only thing that has helped me lose weight. Mono doesn't count but it did get me down to a size 2. So last week I signed up online for Weight Watchers. My friend told me it's $9.22/week with e-tools access. I didn't make the time to attend a meeting, though. And if I'm going to lay it all out there to tell the truth - it's because I didn't want to find out how much I weighed. But I would have to eventually find out so I got my tuckus to an 8:00am meeting today. Know something funny? The lady that was leading it was the same lady from six years ago. And although she didn't know my name, she looked at me and said, "Welcome back. How long has it been?"
Hot damn. She remembered me.
I wish I could say that I could relate to the people that were there. I remembered even back then the lady drew big crowds. There were 20+ people at this meeting. I guess I just wish there were younger people. For the most part, everyone was over 45. Oh well. I like the lady leader and she remembered me so I want to keep attending this particular meeting time because she is a good motivator. So of course I bought the new starter pack because all the literature has changed.
I decided to go on the Flex Points plan just because I love me some bread and chocolate so it's a heckuva lot easier to do Flex than Core. I almost fell out of my chair when I found out I only had 18 points a day (I think some Jamba Juice smoothies are more than that.) 18 points are supposed to last me an entire day! Last time I was on WW I only had 20 points and that was a struggle. Oh lawdee. But then leader lady told me that I had 35 extra points to spread out in the week so I could split it up, add 5 more points to the day and that would bring me up to 23.
If you have ever done Weight Watchers, you know that makes a BIG difference. Thank goodness!
So there. I done did it. This and exercising more is my answer to "So what are you going to do about it?" My work sponsors half and full marathons so I'm also going to train for a half marathon in August. I'm also going to try to go back to yoga. It's a little tricky just because it's not close to work but I desperately want to go back to it. It makes me FEEL good. I'm also trying to psyche myself up to either go to the gym with Jon or bust out my oldie but goodie exercise DVDs.
I'm nervous to fail but excited to finally be doing something about my weight gain. I'm relieved that I have a friend to call if I ever need support and will understand me when I scream, "But is cheating 10 points REALLY a big deal?" and will talk me out of it. So yes, I'm jumping back on the band wagon and drinking the sugar free Kool-Aid, too.
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R.I.P. BLOGS - It appears that three of the blogs that I found to be really cool have either gone on to greener pastures (damn that MySpace) or just have too much going on to update.
So VS, XT, and Sassy, thank you for the entertainment and for giving a gal some good reading. If any of you should ever decide to go back to your blogs, please let me know and I will immediately put you back on my list of favorites. I truly miss reading you guys!
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Should I be around small people?
I'm not so sure.
Part of my job is to speak in front of little kids. That's not such a big deal, right? Tomorrow, I will speak in front of 600+ children. OK, two workshops with 300 kids so I guess that's not a big deal.
Right.
I am dandy with interpersonal communication. And comfortable with small groups. But a mass of 300 and they are of the tiny persuasion?!
Wish me luck.
Part of my job is to speak in front of little kids. That's not such a big deal, right? Tomorrow, I will speak in front of 600+ children. OK, two workshops with 300 kids so I guess that's not a big deal.
Right.
I am dandy with interpersonal communication. And comfortable with small groups. But a mass of 300 and they are of the tiny persuasion?!
Wish me luck.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Has it been five days? Whoops!
First of all, thanks for all the well wishes! It means a lot. After gaining 15 lbs and having irregular or no menstrual cycles (hey, it's MY blog), I am so happy and relieved to be at my new company!
Yes, Jon broke his hand. His right hand looks like Popeye's. But he's had surgery and is getting better. Well, he's in a lot of pain but I'm sure it will get better.
Our five year anniversary is coming up. I can barely believe it. I met Jon when I was in my early 20s. Oh, how young and fresh we were back then. It's been a fun ride, hasn't it, Jon? (He never reads my blogs.) We aren't going as extravagant on our presents this year but I think I did pretty well. Pssssst Jon, if for some strange reason you decide that you'll read my blog for the first time, STOP. You will spoil my surprise! Now git!
We've been watching this show lately and he really digs it. He even suggested we eat at this place in Berkeley that serves raw vegetarian meals. Bless their hearts, the wait staff were super sweet but the food wasn't very tasty. And it was expensive! Yet I was so happy that my carnivorous manly man actually suggested we check it out and he really tried to give it a chance! (But raw veg eaters we ain't.) Anyway, for our anniversary, I booked reservations to Chez Panisse because he's been wanting to go there for quite some time. I also bought him cookbooks by Emeril, the Barefoot Contessa and Daisy Martinez (with the hope that I somehow will benefit from these, too.) I think he'll be happy.
I end this entry with the latest picture of two reasons (among others) why Jon and I are a little less young and not so fresh anymore:
Yes, Jon broke his hand. His right hand looks like Popeye's. But he's had surgery and is getting better. Well, he's in a lot of pain but I'm sure it will get better.
Our five year anniversary is coming up. I can barely believe it. I met Jon when I was in my early 20s. Oh, how young and fresh we were back then. It's been a fun ride, hasn't it, Jon? (He never reads my blogs.) We aren't going as extravagant on our presents this year but I think I did pretty well. Pssssst Jon, if for some strange reason you decide that you'll read my blog for the first time, STOP. You will spoil my surprise! Now git!
We've been watching this show lately and he really digs it. He even suggested we eat at this place in Berkeley that serves raw vegetarian meals. Bless their hearts, the wait staff were super sweet but the food wasn't very tasty. And it was expensive! Yet I was so happy that my carnivorous manly man actually suggested we check it out and he really tried to give it a chance! (But raw veg eaters we ain't.) Anyway, for our anniversary, I booked reservations to Chez Panisse because he's been wanting to go there for quite some time. I also bought him cookbooks by Emeril, the Barefoot Contessa and Daisy Martinez (with the hope that I somehow will benefit from these, too.) I think he'll be happy.
I end this entry with the latest picture of two reasons (among others) why Jon and I are a little less young and not so fresh anymore:
Cute, right? We love our little foofy-foofies.
Friday, April 06, 2007
I heart my new job
It's been a busy few days. It was my first week at the new J-O-B. It is such a change from my former rat race of a job. It's even different from my other non-profit fund raising position with the Y. But just because this new position is so different doesn't make it a bad thing.
So far, so good. I like what I'm learning, the people are very nice, the office is pretty (I didn't know how much aesthetics meant to me until my last job - I know, it seems like I'm slamming it but it's so true) and I like my little office space. I'm in store for a lot of training but I don't feel overwhelmed. And you know when you get a good feeling about something, like it just feels right?
On my first day we had a branch meeting and I found out that the company gives Good Friday off. No way, really? I just came from a place that didn't give New Year's Eve or the day after Thanksgiving off. And this company gives Good Friday off?! Then I found out that my region of the company met its goal so we were being rewarded with Thursday off, too. On my first week I get a four-day weekend?!?!?!?! You bet your hot tuckus I was excited!
I know that non-profit isn't as lucrative as for-profit. Believe me, I know. But it is rewarding. I've also learned that it makes such a difference when a company appreciates its employees. It also makes a difference when a company is conservative with its money but still recognizes and rewards good work.
After being at a job that made me feel like I was running on a hamster wheel, it's nice to be able to breathe. I know that no job is perfect. I'm 100% that there will be some things that will tick me off about my job. But I also know that my previous experience has made me appreciate good employers and good companies.
So far, so good. I like what I'm learning, the people are very nice, the office is pretty (I didn't know how much aesthetics meant to me until my last job - I know, it seems like I'm slamming it but it's so true) and I like my little office space. I'm in store for a lot of training but I don't feel overwhelmed. And you know when you get a good feeling about something, like it just feels right?
On my first day we had a branch meeting and I found out that the company gives Good Friday off. No way, really? I just came from a place that didn't give New Year's Eve or the day after Thanksgiving off. And this company gives Good Friday off?! Then I found out that my region of the company met its goal so we were being rewarded with Thursday off, too. On my first week I get a four-day weekend?!?!?!?! You bet your hot tuckus I was excited!
I know that non-profit isn't as lucrative as for-profit. Believe me, I know. But it is rewarding. I've also learned that it makes such a difference when a company appreciates its employees. It also makes a difference when a company is conservative with its money but still recognizes and rewards good work.
After being at a job that made me feel like I was running on a hamster wheel, it's nice to be able to breathe. I know that no job is perfect. I'm 100% that there will be some things that will tick me off about my job. But I also know that my previous experience has made me appreciate good employers and good companies.
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