Tuesday, February 02, 2010

because i have, like, friends. and, like, a life.

Is there a better way to start the day than a fakin-bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich with a clementine on the side?

Don't answer that.

Hey, do you want to know what happens when you buy big red juicy tomatoes at the store, and then accidentally leave them in your car overnight in sub-freezing temperatures, then have a brain surge, run out to get them, and leave them to "thaw" on your counter?

They liquefy!!!

So, hi, how ya doin. I haven't been here in a while. I'm pretty sure it's cuz I have, like, friends, now. And a life. Not sayin other bloggers don't have those things (because they would find me!!); just sayin that I sure didn't when I started this blog. And I can't seem to juggle everything as long as I'm trying to blog too.

I'm not giving up though! I just have to hire an assistant! grow an extra hand or two!

So anyway. I just wanted to tell you that I have gained fifteen pounds since I was at my lowest weight. And just recently it occurred to me that my lowest weight was over a year ago. And I started losing weight two years ago. And if I had remained steady on the course, I'd be invisible by now!

Not that that's the goal. I'm just sayin. What a waste of time!!

So, OK, whatever. Back on the horse for the umpteenth time. When I eventually lose what I have to lose and tone up and I'm fit enough to do all the crazy things I want to do like trapeze swinging and capoeira and hip hop classes and not just do them but do them well, I will look back on the roller coaster ride it's been and say it was worth it. As long as I can inspire people along the way.

I don't...I don't mean inspire them to take a crazy roller coaster ride with their weight. That's just not healthy! I mean, I want to inspire people to try new things and eat well and nourish their body and mind and soul and not be afraid to go out and live, just because they don't like the way they look. And even that! I want to inspire people and let them know that even if you aren't satisified with the way you look, even if you're not done carving out the reflection you want to see in the mirror, you can still love and appreciate the way your body looks now.

That's where I am now. I love what I see when I look in the mirror, but I'm not done with it. I'm not satisfied.

I think that taking that mentality is helping me keep a healthy outlook, as opposed to just hating myself, you know? And it's motivating, because instead of being all, Oh noes! look at my thighs and my butt and my stomach and my arms and my aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! I'll never be thin!!! I can give thanks for the things I like and then continue on so that the list of things I like grows, I guess.

Soooo that's what I want to know about you today, if in fact I still have any readers after posting so incredibly inconsistently. What do you like about yourself? I'll start:
  1. I love my back. It's not the most gorgeous back in the world but when I was at my heaviest, it was just this vast formless space. Now I have definition. I can tell how strong I am. I have muscles that help me not just in standing, but in lifting my children and carrying them up the stairs.
  2. I love my endurance. I can Zumba for hours, I recently took a day-long workshop in which I jumped rope all day, and I can even run three miles without stopping to walk. When I started working out with Zumba, I couldn't even get through a whole hour class without stopping for a break. (Classes, there is a lesson in that. Don't be afraid to take breaks if you need it!)
  3. I've mentioned this before, but it's been a while: I love the muscles that I can feel--in my arms, my legs, my back, my abs...I can't always SEE them...but I can feel they're there. My husband loves that too.
  4. I have balance and coordination! I mean, I was never a superhuge klutz but I had my moments, and if I slipped on a patch of ice it was a pretty good bet I would fall. Nowadays? I can slip on ice and not fall! I can do tree pose! Well, for a few seconds anyway...
OK, your turn!!!
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