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Wellness Wednesday 2015-2

Wellness Wednesday 2015-2

Second week and I already almost forgot to post. My hard work has paid off and I’m down 4.4 pounds since January 5. I’ve been doing my wii fit, counting my calories and incorporating healthy habits. I’ve even been drinking water! There are already a few things that I can see I’m going to have to work on if this is all going to be sustainable. First, I think I’m going to need a second 1/2 cup measure. I feel like I’m constantly washing mine because so much of what I eat is measured in 1/2 cup increments. I’m sort of sick of looking at that stupid cup. I suppose soon enough I’ll better be able to eyeball what a 1/2 cup of stuff looks like. Maybe I won’t get a second one. You all know how much I hate owning stuff. Almost as much as I hate washing stuff. I’ve been eating a salad with chicken almost every day for lunch. I don’t mind eating the same thing every day. In fact, it kind of makes things easier because I know what my calories will be, I have my trusty 1/2 cup measure at the ready, and I actually find it filling. My 250 calorie meal is reasonable and I can have a yogurt and a piece of fruit later in the day so I can make it until dinner. Here’s the problem: I HATE cutting up salads. The amount of effort that goes into compiling one meal is downright ridiculous. As it is I buy bagged lettuce and grape tomatoes and mini cucumbers, all so that I can cut up that much less. I mean, how much more can I cut out of this process? I’m trying to appreciate the (very few) calories I must be burning in this process, but I’m still getting sort of bitter at the salad. Stupid salad. It doesn’t even have cheese on it. Speaking of cheese, remember how I said I wasn’t going to eat cheese? Yeah, that didn’t work. Cheese is delicious. I’m measuring it and eating single servings and I’m hoping I can remain in control. Speaking of remaining in control, my cheat day got a bit out of hand last week. One pint of ice cream. All at once. Bad. Bad bad bad. So yummy though. Whatever. It happened and I’m shaking it off but I can’t make a habit out of that. I really want my cheat days to be more about not having to log everything in or measure every portion. It isn’t supposed to be about eating everything in sight. I haven’t been at this long enough to say I have new habits. Not even close. But I saw enough weight loss to keep going. I plan to keep it up. Until next week… Featured image credit:...
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Wellness Wednesday 2015-1

Wellness Wednesday 2015-1

I decided to resurrect my Wellness Wednesday series in the hopes that doing so will provide me with some ongoing accountability. I’ll be totally honest with you though. If I start to slip, I’ll probably just stop doing the posts. I realize that totally defeats the purpose, but my blog, my rules. I’m not going to sit here and fat shame myself. I don’t want to whine that I’m so fat and ugly and nothing fits and so on. What I am going to do is put some facts out there. As of January 5, I weighed 165 pounds. This is the most I’ve ever weighed even when I was pregnant. I have now surpassed my weight on the day I gave birth 8 years ago. I know we’re not supposed to talk about what we weigh, but in the spirit of only presenting information without judgement, I am giving an actual number. There it is: 165. I am just under 5 feet tall, but let’s use measurements for someone who actually IS 5 feet tall. I like round numbers and I’m almost there and I feel like it’s better than rounding my height down. The ideal weight for someone who is 5 feet tall is between 95 and 128 pounds. I haven’t been 95 pounds since I was a senior in high school, so that seems a bit unrealistic. When I was my healthiest as an adult, right before I got pregnant in early 2006, I weighed 128. I felt good but like 5-10 more pounds would be ideal. Given those facts, my goal weight is 125. It’s also another round number. To reach my goal, I need to lose 40 pounds. Losing 50 or 60 would not make me unhealthy though it may be less than realistic. I’m going to stick with the 40 and see how I feel when I get there. Here are the action steps I’m planning to use for at least the first month: 1. Use MyFitnessPal to track calories and exercise. 2. Exercise at least 30 minutes per day at least 5 days per week. It doesn’t have to be strenuous, but it has to happen. 3. No cheese (because I tend to binge on it when I eat it) and no take-out (except January 24, the day of my son’s birthday party). That’s it. No food is off-limit if I can fit it into my calorie budget and the budget helps me to make better choices. Exercising pads the budget. Take-out always ends badly. It’s not just about the weight. I feel like crap almost all the time. My sedentary lifestyle and poor eating habits are making me miserable and it’s time to change things. I need a measurable goal for this to work. “Feeling better” isn’t going to be enough. I will feel better if I weigh less because the only way to weigh less is the eat better and exercise. I hate to focus on numbers and all that but going by how my clothes feel isn’t a good measure (unless I only wear one outfit indefinitely) and my level of fatigue or shortness of breath or whatever else isn’t reliable since so many other factors impact perception. Weight is measurable. Scales don’t lie. I know this doesn’t work for everyone, but it’s what will motivate me. I’ve been doing well since Monday (yes, I’m aware it’s not even 3 full days yet) but I’m tired and cranky. I...
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Looking Back, Looking Ahead

Looking Back, Looking Ahead

Last year I wrote a post about my goals and stuff, cleverly titled Goals and Stuff. Some years I meet my goals, some I don’t, but I like setting them anyway. If things work out well, I can be all “Hey! Look at me, making stuff happen WOOHOO!!!” But if I fail to accomplish things, I have created something to beat myself up over which is one of my favorite hobbies. In 2014, I set out to do three things: finish the first draft of the memoir manuscript, lose 50 pounds, and empty my house of all nonessential items. I didn’t do any of them, but I’m not quite ready for self-flagellation. I am going to (you might want to sit down here and brace for the shock) cut myself some slack. The manuscript: I have over 90,000 words and I would say, since I’m in a generous mood, I’m about 90% done with the draft. I’m not even slightly pretending that it doesn’t need tons of work still but most of the story is down. When I decided to really get serious about it last January, I had bits and pieces and a loose outline but no idea what I had in any measurable way. It’s not done like I’d wanted, but I feel like I’ve made so much progress and it’s not a wishy-washy “I want to write a book” type goal anymore. Weight: Let’s just not, okay? Empty the house: I had planned to focus on the attic and the basement. The attic is about 90% empty (seems to be a common number for me…). All that’s left is one piece of furniture I have to take apart to throw out (so lazy though), the comic book collection (which will probably stay there permanently), my wedding dress, and about half a dozen bins of pictures, keepsakes, and my mom’s stuff. Considering it was so full I could barely walk up there last year, this is a huge improvement. The basement has been emptied by about 50%. There is still stuff down there to donate or sell, keepsakes and Mom’s stuff to go through and various household items. I can’t empty it fully, but there’s still plenty of work to be done. So what’s on the horizon for this year? I’m keeping the 3 goals from last year but adding a few more areas of focus. 1. Finish the book. Not just the first draft but all the drafts. 2. I need to do something about my weight and health in general. I need coping strategies that don’t involve pizza. I need to exercise regularly. 3. Keep getting rid of stuff. Organize what’s left. Get rid of more stuff. 4. Get paid to write. I landed a few paying gigs in 2014, but this year I’d like to expand on that. It would be wonderful if I could write full time as opposed to finding another insurance job and I suspect that may not be something I do this year, but I want to get closer to it. 5. Read more books and watch more movies. Not a fancy goal, but one that will make me happy. This year, more than anything else, I want to focus on the stuff that matters most to me. I want to stop killing time. At the risk of vague-blogging, I have goals much larger than what I could put into a year-in-review/resolutions post. You’ll have to take me at my...
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Piles of Pizza Boxes.

Piles of Pizza Boxes.

Because who doesn’t like a pile of pizza boxes?

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Unwanted.

Unwanted.

I will make myself wanted again.

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Blog Forward Challenge – Third Installment

Blog Forward Challenge – Third Installment...

It’s time for the latest installment of the Blog Forward Challenge by ZonePerfect! (There’s a giveaway at the bottom, but you have to read the post to get to it. Promise you will?)   This is my third post in this series. You can read the other posts here and here. We are more than three-quarters of the way through the year. It’s time to check in on those resolutions! So… the resolutions… well… You guys, I have no excuses. I mean, I have plenty of them. They just all stink. I weighed myself recently and I weigh almost exactly as much as I did in the beginning of the year. In a way this is progress because last year I put on weight instead of losing. This year I maintained. Baby steps, amirite? I could rehash all my shortcomings again, but why bother? The issue is that I have some pretty big hurdles between me and my goals and I haven’t come up with effective strategies to deal with them. In this post, I’m supposed to tell you how I plan to recharge and reignite some of the excitement I had earlier this year. The truth is I have no idea. The days are getting shorter, it’s already colder than I’d like it to be, and a schedule change has made it impossible for me to work out at all during the week (not that I was working out, but the possibility is killed dead at this point). In fact, I’m going to have to learn to be one of those people who cooks and preps food on the weekends just so I can keep my head above water during the week. I guess my plan is to figure out how we’re going to eat mindfully when I don’t even really have time to make a grocery list. (When I no longer have a lunch break most week days, the ZonePerfect Bars are going to come in handy what with their not needing to be cooked and requiring no clean up! Go ZonePerfect Bars!) I’m also supposed to revisit the letter I wrote to future me earlier this year. In case you missed it, here’s the letter: Dear Future Me: Hey, what’s up? I hope you’re not still fat. Haha, kidding. Sort of. Seriously, did you get your act together? I hope so. You need to be strong and healthy to watch your kid grow up, write your memoir, and empty your house. Wait a second, how old are you now Future Me? If this is 6-months from now Me, it’s fine if you didn’t accomplish this stuff yet. But if you’re 5 years from now Me and this stuff still isn’t done, what the what?! Come on, Me. You had 3 goals in 2014. I’m disappointed in you. Oh. This letter was supposed to be encouraging. If you did the stuff, yay you! And I know you did because Present Me was pretty adamant that this stuff would get done. Past Me was the one all about slacking off. I hope you’re on to newer goals and newer challenges. You better be. Don’t let us down, Me. Keep growing, or some other inspirational message. Also, work on your pep talks. Kind regards, Present Me. Obviously I’m pretty disappointed in myself for not accomplishing what I wanted to but the year’s not over yet, so there’s still some hope. Let’s go with that: There’s still hope! As previously...