(163.9) Weight Creep

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Roasted cauliflower from Zaytinya restaurant in Washington DC

The last week and a half have been stressful–a health emergency of my father’s had me in the hospital much of last week, and then I headed off (unprepared) to a big culinary conference. In the last 10 days or so, I’ve had a lot of different emotions and experiences–none of the kind that tend to support weight loss or health.

In recent weeks I’ve been trying to focus on self acceptance and self care. I feel overwhelmed and defeated by the idea that I should lose weight. Not only that, I can’t hide from the fact that it’s an ever-upward climbing cycle for me, and for most people. In the long run I will probably weigh less if I stop than if I continue to yo-yo. Continue reading →

(162.9) I’m still here!

Sorry for being an absentee blogger. I’ve had an unexpectedly large portion of unpleasantness on my plate lately. The beginning of the week was consumed with my Dad’s health troubles. I spent all of Monday and Tuesday in the hospital with him, thinking he was about to have open heart surgery. Luckily, his various cardiac blockages turned out to be blood clots and they were treated with IV blood thinners, not surgery. Whew. Anyway, it really rattled my cage and took my attention away from work and deadlines during a week I was supposed to be preparing for the IACP conference in Washington DC. … And now I’m headed there today! Regular blogging to resume next week, though probably on Tuesday!

(161.8) Walking 2,034.69 Miles in My Shoes

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We gather here today to memorialize my first pair of Keens (left) before they are laid to rest. Their life was long, full, and extremely well traveled. These kicks really lived before they died. The shoes fell into my life by accident. We were testing walking shoes for a story when I worked on at Prevention magazine when this life-changing footwear was randomly assigned to me by fate in the spring of 2011. I loved the punchy pink hue and ballerina-ish straps. The inside of the shoe felt great on my feet–even without socks. The subtle arch support was just enough, and there was no point of contact between foot and shoe that resulted in even the slightest irritation. Continue reading →

(161.8) Progress Report

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My fitbit-generated stats for the week that ended Tuesday.

Time for the weekly progress report!

Weight
Up one-tenth pound from last week–that counts as staying the same, right? It’s not a mystery to me why I didn’t lose weight this week.

Body Image
Eh, not terrible, not all that awesome either. I ordered a blazer for the upcoming conference I’ll be speaking at, and I felt bad that it didn’t fit. It wasn’t too small, it was actually too big if anything, but generally the fit was weird and it was unflattering and I blamed my body instead of the jacket.  Continue reading →

(161.3) Keeping it Clean

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I emptied this pantry, washed all the shelves and walls, and organized the contents over the weekend

I know I’ve mentioned how a thorough spring cleaning helped me move on from the disappointment of the deal falling through on the house we wanted. But now it’s four weeks later and I’m still tidying and cleaning daily. I’m even making my bed each morning. It’s weird, given my long history of being a complete slob, but it’s also undeniable that this shift is helping me a lot.

I’m thinking a lot about Gretchen Rubin in anticipation of her new book, Better than Before. (Sorry, I know I just wrote about her … ) The book is about habit change and given the fact there are certain habits in my own life I desperately want to change, I can’t wait to get my hands on it.

Her book The Happiness Project continues to resonate with me years after I first read it. In that book, she advocates for making your bed each day, eliminating clutter, and keeping your home tidy in general. “Outer order contributes to inner calm” is one of the many “secrets of adulthood” Rubin puts forward in The Happiness Project. Continue reading →

(162.5) So I Married an “Evil Donut Bringer”

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One of my favorite self-help writers is Gretchen Rubin, author of the book The Happiness Project. When she recently debuted a new podcast, Happier with Gretchen Rubin, I immediately subscribed. The most recent installment covered the topic of the “evil donut bringer.” You know, the guy who brings a box of donuts into the office causing everyone to either deplete their scarce stores of self control OR succumb to eating something completely unhealthy. The donut bringer is described as evil because this can be a stumbling block on the road to happiness.  Continue reading →

(161.7) Progress Report

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A card from my “Power Thoughts” deck taped up at my desk this week.

Time for the weekly progress report!

Weight
I am actually down this week–two-tenths of a pound from last week’s weigh in. That’s pleasantly surprising considering Saturday’s 10,000 calorie reporting/socializing eating and drinking marathon. But I will certainly take it.

Body Image
My body image has taken a hit with these few pounds I’ve gained. It’s amazing how just 5 pounds can make a big difference in how I look to myself. I wasn’t crazy about how I looked in the mirror in Zumba last night. It seemed like my head was too small for the rest of me, and I just felt uncomfortable.

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(161.7) Back to Zumba?

I have to tell you guys that I’m having a terrible week. Issues with my father have been flaring up and I’m trying to help him as much as I can–within reason. I am not always so great at boundary setting. I’ve lost a great many hours this week to dealing with him, and I had to draw the line and say I couldn’t be at yet more doctors’ appointments tomorrow. I have deadlines to meet and work to do. As my fellow freelancers out there surely know, when you work from home nobody respects the sanctity of your work day they way they would if you reported to an office. Anyway, I’m not posting just to complain–I’m right this minute trying to force myself to go to Zumba in hour even though I’m fairly behind on my work. (Wait, let me reframe that. I want to treat myself to a Zumba session.) If you happen to be getting this via RSS, please feel free to use the comments section here to encourage me to get out the door. My will is weak.