So, it's been a week. I've been trying to think about what to do differently and how to proceed from here.
It's been a week since I've had any coke. Sort of. I had a Coke last night at an office party, but I didn't like it. It was entirely too sweet.
I made a decision. I'm going to run Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and cycle Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday. I need to find stretches and core exercises to fit in there.
I'm going to go to the community center when I can, after school or after Dale gets home, whenever I can.
I'm not sure I'm going to weigh myself, but rather use measurements. Of course that means I need to measure.
And something else.... I think I'm going to try to have 12 races in 12 months. I'll have to plan carefully. Obviously the first one will have to be a 5k. But if I can keep myself motivated, it will be worth it, right?
So, I'll check in when I can. I'll post a schedule when I can.
Hugs,
Melinda
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Monday, December 09, 2013
An Untitled Post
I have no idea what to call this post. Today has been a stressful day, and I feel the need to write about it, get it all out, but I don't really like the idea of calling my post "A Stressful Day."
The dogs got in a fight. A big nasty blood drawn type of fight. Dale and I were out for Date Night. Nothing fancy, just grocery shopping. We were headed to the car when Boo starts texting me: "Bad fight bad fight. Fast and furious." "It's starting again. I've got Little Bit on my bed." Then the phone rings and Little Bit is on the other end telling me there's blood, she's in tears, obviously scared, and possibly hyperventilating. So, I was able to calm her down and determine that there's not THAT much blood, and let her know we were in the car on the way home.
Nana was covered. But it was more because she's a white dog, so any little amount of a contrasting color shows up rather well. She was limping, and her "wrist" was swollen.
Sky wouldn't let us touch her side. We couldn't get her collar on. She's black and we couldn't see any blood, but I still smeared her side with Neosporin.
We separated them, got everyone calmed down and snuggled into bed.
They got into it again Sunday afternoon. But this time, we were prepared.
Did you know that if 2 dogs are fighting, you don't grab the dog on top by the collar? That's a good way to get bitten. No, you can grab that top dog by the base of their tail or their hind legs, and pull upward and start walking backwards in a circle. It breaks their grip and keeps them off balance so they aren't as likely to bite you.
Anyway... I spent this morning at the vet's office, because Nana's wrist is still swollen and Skye still yelps a bit if we're not careful and pet her too hard on that side.
Then, Little Bit didn't want to do her schoolwork today. Never you mind that it was "fun" schoolwork, that I want to study Christmas traditions around the world! No, she was too tired and cranky to do the work, so I sent her up to take a nap.
But this evening....
This evening, I got an email alert from our bank stating that our account is overdrawn. I know of at least 3 checks that haven't gone through, and one automatic withdrawal that is supposed to happen tomorrow. I might can stop the 3 checks from being deposited, but there's no way that I can stop the withdrawal.
But along with that, came the realization that we probably won't be able to afford to go home for Christmas. Which really sucks, because I was looking forward to hanging out with my sisters in law, and my nieces and nephews.
I'm tired.
I'm tired of stress, of emotional drama, of stupid mistakes. I'm tired of asking for forgiveness and being rejected. I'm tired of trying to hold it all together when I hurt so badly. I'm tired of trying to cope on my own.
I am reminded of this passage from Matthew:
Tonight, I'm going to give it all to God. I'm going to try to walk with Jesus. I'm going to rest in the Word, in Him.
And I hope you can do the same.
Hugs,
Melinda
The dogs got in a fight. A big nasty blood drawn type of fight. Dale and I were out for Date Night. Nothing fancy, just grocery shopping. We were headed to the car when Boo starts texting me: "Bad fight bad fight. Fast and furious." "It's starting again. I've got Little Bit on my bed." Then the phone rings and Little Bit is on the other end telling me there's blood, she's in tears, obviously scared, and possibly hyperventilating. So, I was able to calm her down and determine that there's not THAT much blood, and let her know we were in the car on the way home.
Nana was covered. But it was more because she's a white dog, so any little amount of a contrasting color shows up rather well. She was limping, and her "wrist" was swollen.
Sky wouldn't let us touch her side. We couldn't get her collar on. She's black and we couldn't see any blood, but I still smeared her side with Neosporin.
We separated them, got everyone calmed down and snuggled into bed.
They got into it again Sunday afternoon. But this time, we were prepared.
Did you know that if 2 dogs are fighting, you don't grab the dog on top by the collar? That's a good way to get bitten. No, you can grab that top dog by the base of their tail or their hind legs, and pull upward and start walking backwards in a circle. It breaks their grip and keeps them off balance so they aren't as likely to bite you.
Anyway... I spent this morning at the vet's office, because Nana's wrist is still swollen and Skye still yelps a bit if we're not careful and pet her too hard on that side.
Then, Little Bit didn't want to do her schoolwork today. Never you mind that it was "fun" schoolwork, that I want to study Christmas traditions around the world! No, she was too tired and cranky to do the work, so I sent her up to take a nap.
But this evening....
This evening, I got an email alert from our bank stating that our account is overdrawn. I know of at least 3 checks that haven't gone through, and one automatic withdrawal that is supposed to happen tomorrow. I might can stop the 3 checks from being deposited, but there's no way that I can stop the withdrawal.
But along with that, came the realization that we probably won't be able to afford to go home for Christmas. Which really sucks, because I was looking forward to hanging out with my sisters in law, and my nieces and nephews.
I'm tired.
I'm tired of stress, of emotional drama, of stupid mistakes. I'm tired of asking for forgiveness and being rejected. I'm tired of trying to hold it all together when I hurt so badly. I'm tired of trying to cope on my own.
I am reminded of this passage from Matthew:
But have you ever read it in the Message?Matthew 11:28-30
New International Version (NIV)28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Matthew 11:28-30
The Message (MSG)
28-30 “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”
Tonight, I'm going to give it all to God. I'm going to try to walk with Jesus. I'm going to rest in the Word, in Him.
And I hope you can do the same.
Hugs,
Melinda
Friday, December 06, 2013
It's Time for a Change, Pt. 2
I've been doing some thinking on how exactly this is going to work. I know that I have always done better with some sort of accountability. I guess the question I have is how can I be accountable to just myself.
A year (plus?) ago, a friend started a game of sorts called "Girls Getting Fit." It was a point system, where we got points for eating fruits and veggies, exercising, drinking water, tracking our food intake, not going over our calorie limit. Healthy habits.
That was fun, but there's no one to really compete with me. Other than me. Maybe I could have a race with myself. If I get a certain number of points by a certain date, then I ....
I know one thing for certain. It's going to be a struggle to get to the community center every day. Once it gets cold, Dale stops riding his bike so much, and I lose my mobility. Of course, that's one of the reasons I'm going. In order to gain mobility to ride my bike to more locations.
I'm hoping to start using the cargo rack this spring. I'm thinking that I can go do a modest amount of grocery shopping by bike.
So eat less move more. I guess I need to come up with a training plan, and a moderate "diet" plan.
Have I told you how I detest the word "diet?" It seems like diets are things you start and stop and start and stop, and it never ends. I don't want to "diet." I want to change my habits. I want to eat healthier and exercise more and live longer.
Maybe setting a goal will help. I have a few goals. I understand that I will probably never ever be 150 pounds. I'm not aiming for that. I'm aiming for healthy. I need to get to 200 first. Then maybe I can look at 175.
But a different goal I have is to ride the Katy Trail from end to end. And that's going to be something different. I'm going to need endurance for that. I'm going to have to be able to ride 40-50 miles a day for a week.
And I would like to run the Plaza 10K in 2014. I really wanted to do it this year, but shin splints hurt.
I'm not sure where I need to start, but I know I have to change. Any thoughts? Suggestions? Interest in joining me?
Hugs,
Melinda
A year (plus?) ago, a friend started a game of sorts called "Girls Getting Fit." It was a point system, where we got points for eating fruits and veggies, exercising, drinking water, tracking our food intake, not going over our calorie limit. Healthy habits.
That was fun, but there's no one to really compete with me. Other than me. Maybe I could have a race with myself. If I get a certain number of points by a certain date, then I ....
I know one thing for certain. It's going to be a struggle to get to the community center every day. Once it gets cold, Dale stops riding his bike so much, and I lose my mobility. Of course, that's one of the reasons I'm going. In order to gain mobility to ride my bike to more locations.
I'm hoping to start using the cargo rack this spring. I'm thinking that I can go do a modest amount of grocery shopping by bike.
So eat less move more. I guess I need to come up with a training plan, and a moderate "diet" plan.
Have I told you how I detest the word "diet?" It seems like diets are things you start and stop and start and stop, and it never ends. I don't want to "diet." I want to change my habits. I want to eat healthier and exercise more and live longer.
Maybe setting a goal will help. I have a few goals. I understand that I will probably never ever be 150 pounds. I'm not aiming for that. I'm aiming for healthy. I need to get to 200 first. Then maybe I can look at 175.
But a different goal I have is to ride the Katy Trail from end to end. And that's going to be something different. I'm going to need endurance for that. I'm going to have to be able to ride 40-50 miles a day for a week.
And I would like to run the Plaza 10K in 2014. I really wanted to do it this year, but shin splints hurt.
I'm not sure where I need to start, but I know I have to change. Any thoughts? Suggestions? Interest in joining me?
Hugs,
Melinda
Wednesday, December 04, 2013
It's time for a change
It's time for a change. A weight loss change, that is.
Let's face the facts here. In the past month, I've gained around 10-15 pounds. I feel fat. I know I know.... Use "overweight" so it's more politically correct or less emotionally damaging. But at 225 pounds (GULP), I believe I have the right to call it like it is. I'm FAT!
But I don't want to be. I don't like feeling this way. I don't like the way my clothes don't fit. I don't like feeling out of breath because my lungs don't have any room. I don't like my huge belly that looks like I'm still carrying Little Bit (the one who will be 9 next year).
So it's time for a change.
Let's break it down into the basic elements. What do you need to lose weight? Simple. Move more, eat less.
Step one. I joined the local community center today. They have cardio and strength equipment. Membership for a year was only $30. I figure with the temperature dropping, that will be good for me to get out and do what I need to do.
Part two of step one is to figure out exactly what time of the day I can go work out. But the important part is taken care of.
Step two. Eat less. This one is going to be harder for me. I love food. I love cooking and baking and eating. I've used several techniques before, like Weight Watchers and My Fitness Pal, and I may go back to one of those. MFP is free. WW is not.
I know one important thing. I have to stop drinking soda. Possibly coffee but definitely soda. So starting tomorrow, I'm going cold turkey.
There's some other things I want to post, but I'm at church, and Dale wants to go home, so I need to finish up. Until later,
Hugs,
Melinda
Let's face the facts here. In the past month, I've gained around 10-15 pounds. I feel fat. I know I know.... Use "overweight" so it's more politically correct or less emotionally damaging. But at 225 pounds (GULP), I believe I have the right to call it like it is. I'm FAT!
But I don't want to be. I don't like feeling this way. I don't like the way my clothes don't fit. I don't like feeling out of breath because my lungs don't have any room. I don't like my huge belly that looks like I'm still carrying Little Bit (the one who will be 9 next year).
So it's time for a change.
Let's break it down into the basic elements. What do you need to lose weight? Simple. Move more, eat less.
Step one. I joined the local community center today. They have cardio and strength equipment. Membership for a year was only $30. I figure with the temperature dropping, that will be good for me to get out and do what I need to do.
Part two of step one is to figure out exactly what time of the day I can go work out. But the important part is taken care of.
Step two. Eat less. This one is going to be harder for me. I love food. I love cooking and baking and eating. I've used several techniques before, like Weight Watchers and My Fitness Pal, and I may go back to one of those. MFP is free. WW is not.
I know one important thing. I have to stop drinking soda. Possibly coffee but definitely soda. So starting tomorrow, I'm going cold turkey.
There's some other things I want to post, but I'm at church, and Dale wants to go home, so I need to finish up. Until later,
Hugs,
Melinda
Tuesday, December 03, 2013
For my Clash friends
I play a game on my phone called Clash of Clans. One of my friends was leaving work and said "Don't clash and drive!" Everyone said "Bumper Sticker!" I went to Cafe Press to try and make a bumper sticker sort of as a joke. After 2 hours of fiddling with my computer and with Cafe Press, I realize it's not big enough. This after not being small enough. I'm tired.
For all my friends who play Clash... here's the design for the bumper sticker. Once I figure out how to load it and have it properly sized, it's all yours.
Hugs,
Melinda