I have mentioned in the past my 'er' um "struggle" with losing the dreaded last 10 lbs of what I still refer to as "baby weight" 2.5 years AFTER giving birth to my son... yeah whatever, it cannot be the gross amounts of sweets I consume on a weekly basis or the large amount of pizza we inhale at least once a week every week since Matthew was born. WHATEVA!
I have come this sort of Zen place about it all. I tried Weight Watchers for a time. It is valuable that Weight Watchers thing but it was just not 'my thing'. I used to be meticulous and able to track things like what I eat - and likely if I need WWs in the past I would have loved the point system, the watching of the calories, the whole fiber thang it has going on. I also actually really loved the meetings - I would do WWs just to be with such a lovely group of women and men. But it was not for me. I never had the time or energy to really get the points written down and because I was on the low end of the scale I was literally starved all the time so I would end up stuffing my face full of food in one sitting thus totally defeating the point system.
I did re-learn the process for thinking about what I ought to be eating. I slowed down on my consumption of baked goods and little itsy bitsy cutely wrapped candies (candy corn SO does not count here and of course LAST NIGHT DOES NOT COUNT, thank you very much;) I gave up the huge BBC bagel with cream cheese that awaits me at work every Wednesday. I started to work out without much consistency but I still started to do that again. I also realized that the number on the scale was what it was. I likely will not be 115 lbs again and if I am well holy shit pat on the back to me.
And in most ways I do not care as much as I once did. I am enjoying life and all the lovely food options it has to offer (or more importantly that I can make because OMG it is so flipping fun to learn more about how to cook/bake - even if Kevin hated the mac n cheese - this will not deter me!!! Though I am still sort of on a ban from cooking since we have either eaten out or Kevin has made a crock pot that we nosh on for two days at a time - gotta love the crock pot!!!) I do not want to spend my waking hours overwrought with worry over the food I place in mouth or how long I will need to workout to lose the weight.
And I am learning to adjust. For the longest time I thought I need to go workout. I thought anything less than a 2 hour workout was stupid - I was a distance swimmer and really just a swimmer - for me a workout was always 2+ hours no matter what... I thought that eating healthy was just a natural thing for me. None of this is true - it just what I thought I believed in order to get myself to do things in the past.
Today, I am learning to enjoy an occasional lunch time workout that just makes me feel better, not because I have expectations to lose the weight. Or a quick workout on the recumbent bike in the basement for 20 minutes in the evening. But mostly if I do not workout, I run like the wind with Matthew. He is my ultimate workout. He keeps me going and would never stop unless we told him to. And I know that it is okay to eat what I want some times without starving. Matthew does not want a cranky skinny overly toned mother - he wants me to be happy and friendly and loving - if that means that as a happy friendly loving mommy I am slightly squishy that is okay by me!
At the end of the day, I may lose the 10 lbs or I may not (this is the Zen part in case you missed it.) When I went pants shopping a couple of weekends ago (I have been holding off on writing this post because I wanted to be sure it was true!), I was excited to learn I was down another size which if you are keeping count (and OMG I hope you are not) that is two sizes down from last fall. I could care a less what the scale says because it was more fun to try on this size only to find it fit! What a moment! And for me, I was living in this other size. I was size X and maybe size Y but it turns out I was actually size Z and that just rocks!
On a side note (and most unrelated aside perhaps from the Zen thing mentioned above), I did not get to see the Dalai lama when he came to town last week (so bummed...) but I learned about this new movie that was made called 10 Questions with the Dalai lama which we just received from Netflix and I am very excited to watch it this weekend. I am in the midst of watching Blades of Glory - BOO HISS to this movie. I thought it might be as good as Talladega Nights but not so much... Never thought I would mention the Dalai lama and Will Farrell in the same paragraph ever... I digress.
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Thursday, November 1, 2007
Monday, October 8, 2007
So much, so little time
This post: my plan is to randomly write about the weekend. As far as weekends go it was uneventfully packed with adventures. My darling husband turned to me and reminded me at 10p Friday evening that we were planning to celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving on Sunday... I started crying. Okay not really... Our Canadian in-laws are visiting. They are actually doing us a favor so I am keeping my complaints to a minimum. Though I must note they have been in my home for FIVE days and there are still three or four more to go (I have no idea when they go home and I am trying to be VERY ZEN about this :)
We celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving every year whether the in laws are in town or not. However, I am just not ready to do THREE of these huge meals in a role. It is the not act of doing these meals that is so bad... if it were spread out over the year and not all in a three month chunk. And even though I bitch I actually really love making the whole meal because most of what we eat I have learned to make from my mom and dad who in turned learned it from my NY Granny. I hope to share how to make these things with my son. It is special to me every year to remember how to do the turkey and stuffing, the sweet potatoes, and all of the work that does into the meal. I love the smells and the memories that those smells bring back to me. I also love to sit down to eat the meal - usually it is good. This year's CT was okay. I was tired and I did not bring the zest I normally do to it. Finally, I was glad for my in laws because my MIL and husband did all of the dishes afterward while I got Matthew ready for bed. I hate post meal dishes so that made my heart warm!
In other news, we furniture shopped. with Matthew. Ah. He wanted to come and so we let him... It actually went well (when I say that I mean he only annoyed every single sales person who tried to pretend it was cute that my 2 yr was dancing on the $3000 couch with his dirty shoes on AND also it tired my 2 yr out enough that he went to bed at a reasonable hour!) Also, it went well for not having a freakin' clue what we want to buy. You see, we have a weird shaped basement room. At the moment, it houses Matthew's "stuff". At 1st, we were going to get all fancy and redo the fire place complete with built ins but we have changed our minds. We realized how important it was for Matthew to have space and Matthew loves it down there so we bought some shelves from Target and we are making it 'officially' the play room. However, we still need some seating for the adults (namely Kevin and I) because the camp chair just ain't cutting it any more. So that is mostly what we are looking for, we think. We cannot decide if we should just move what is upstairs down and buy some new "fancy" stuff for the upstairs. See, so this was mostly a fact finding mission.
We visited the camera store where I found my "dream" camera and am salivating to get. Kevin, not so much. But man this camera rocked - I can continuously take photos to get the right one like a dang photographer, I can do shit with raw images and I can buy some kick ass filters for the camera to make the photos look like the real thing. sigh. We just looked at it and Kevin said it was my choice. I hate that!
Matthew sat through his 1st (sort of) full length feature film. Okay so it was at home without popcorn but he sat through it nonetheless. Cars. I thought it was horrible but I was also in the process of cooking a 12 lb turkey and all of the fixin's so whatever. I am way old school when it comes to those kinds of movies but Matthew seemed enthralled. Until he came to the dinner table and started talking about Peter Pan. That's my boy!
Oh and I discovered Matthew likes eating cranberries - uncooked. Just like a strawberry, only a cranberry. My boy is strange like that (in a good way!) He went to Cracker Barrel over the weekend and it was reported to me that he ate the two oranges that were on the plate first before anything else and wanted more. Warms my veggie/fruit lovin' heart to hear that.
Finally, we went to a 25th anniversary party on Sunday at a co-worker's house. She lives in a lovely wooded home - every time we go there we wish we had a home like that amongst the trees - it is seriously like a little tree house. More importantly it was fun to see co-workers outside of work. It was relaxing and enjoyable (aside from the stupid bees that decided to congregate around my sweet smelling butt...) I am also reminded that 25 yrs is a long time to be married but the results can be oh so wonderful. It made me smile to end my weekend on that note.
We celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving every year whether the in laws are in town or not. However, I am just not ready to do THREE of these huge meals in a role. It is the not act of doing these meals that is so bad... if it were spread out over the year and not all in a three month chunk. And even though I bitch I actually really love making the whole meal because most of what we eat I have learned to make from my mom and dad who in turned learned it from my NY Granny. I hope to share how to make these things with my son. It is special to me every year to remember how to do the turkey and stuffing, the sweet potatoes, and all of the work that does into the meal. I love the smells and the memories that those smells bring back to me. I also love to sit down to eat the meal - usually it is good. This year's CT was okay. I was tired and I did not bring the zest I normally do to it. Finally, I was glad for my in laws because my MIL and husband did all of the dishes afterward while I got Matthew ready for bed. I hate post meal dishes so that made my heart warm!
In other news, we furniture shopped. with Matthew. Ah. He wanted to come and so we let him... It actually went well (when I say that I mean he only annoyed every single sales person who tried to pretend it was cute that my 2 yr was dancing on the $3000 couch with his dirty shoes on AND also it tired my 2 yr out enough that he went to bed at a reasonable hour!) Also, it went well for not having a freakin' clue what we want to buy. You see, we have a weird shaped basement room. At the moment, it houses Matthew's "stuff". At 1st, we were going to get all fancy and redo the fire place complete with built ins but we have changed our minds. We realized how important it was for Matthew to have space and Matthew loves it down there so we bought some shelves from Target and we are making it 'officially' the play room. However, we still need some seating for the adults (namely Kevin and I) because the camp chair just ain't cutting it any more. So that is mostly what we are looking for, we think. We cannot decide if we should just move what is upstairs down and buy some new "fancy" stuff for the upstairs. See, so this was mostly a fact finding mission.
We visited the camera store where I found my "dream" camera and am salivating to get. Kevin, not so much. But man this camera rocked - I can continuously take photos to get the right one like a dang photographer, I can do shit with raw images and I can buy some kick ass filters for the camera to make the photos look like the real thing. sigh. We just looked at it and Kevin said it was my choice. I hate that!
Matthew sat through his 1st (sort of) full length feature film. Okay so it was at home without popcorn but he sat through it nonetheless. Cars. I thought it was horrible but I was also in the process of cooking a 12 lb turkey and all of the fixin's so whatever. I am way old school when it comes to those kinds of movies but Matthew seemed enthralled. Until he came to the dinner table and started talking about Peter Pan. That's my boy!
Oh and I discovered Matthew likes eating cranberries - uncooked. Just like a strawberry, only a cranberry. My boy is strange like that (in a good way!) He went to Cracker Barrel over the weekend and it was reported to me that he ate the two oranges that were on the plate first before anything else and wanted more. Warms my veggie/fruit lovin' heart to hear that.
Finally, we went to a 25th anniversary party on Sunday at a co-worker's house. She lives in a lovely wooded home - every time we go there we wish we had a home like that amongst the trees - it is seriously like a little tree house. More importantly it was fun to see co-workers outside of work. It was relaxing and enjoyable (aside from the stupid bees that decided to congregate around my sweet smelling butt...) I am also reminded that 25 yrs is a long time to be married but the results can be oh so wonderful. It made me smile to end my weekend on that note.
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