stinkin’ thinkin’
My intentions for this evening were to finish a post I began last night in response to watching Once on Saturday night with the hubby. I spent the first part of my evening arguing with my daughter and the second part of my evening doing damage repair instead. Now, it’s after 11:00 and my head is spinning and I’m uncertain where to go with those thoughts, if anywhere. We are such complicated creatures. We jump to conclusions and make assumptions and base our actions and responses on what we often think is true rather than what is true. We misunderstand one another and we...
Read More(not) living in denial
*sigh* I’ve done it again. I was losing weight, slowly but surely. Pants I’d not been able to wiggle into were now sliding over my rear-end and some were even fastening around the middle. Shirts weren’t as clingy and curve-revealing. People were commenting that I looked like I’d lost weight. I didn’t feel like wrapping my arms around my waist or hiding underneath large, shapeless sweaters. I felt a glimmer of hope, like the first ray of golden yellow that spreads across the horizon at sunrise. Until. Until my daughter’s birthday, when I decided...
Read Morea snippet from today’s work
From chapter five of More (which I just finished FIVE MINUTES AGO!!!): In the end, all we can control is our choices. What we think. How we act. What we do. Every moment of every day we can exercise what Viktor Frankl called “the last of human freedoms—to choose one’s own attitude in any given set of circumstances, to chose one’s own way” (Man’s Search for Meaning). Our freedom to choose. Ultimately, courage is about our willingness and our capacity to exercise this freedom. And even in the most difficult circumstances, two choices are almost always available to...
Read Morein the air
Took a long-awaited walk around the block tonight, after having been cooped up inside for the past seven days with poor weather and even poorer health. The sun even graced us with his presence, casting an orange glow through the trees as it set behind the river. I tried to focus–on the colors, on the breeze, on my conversation, on my husband. It wasn’t easy. So much is swirling in my head–I’d end that sentence with “these days,” but these days are different from the rest only in the content of the swirling. It is not at all unusual for me to be lost...
Read Morethe tenacious ten: day 21 (inertia)
I learned this weekend, under the tutelage of “Professor Ray” at the Hands On Museum in Ann Arbor, that inertia causes something to resist a change in motion. Just to be certain Professor Ray wasn’t making this up, I went straight to the source of all truth and knowledge: Wikipedia. The experts at Wikipedia state: Inertia is the resistance of any physical object to a change in its state of motion or rest, or the tendancy of an object to resist any change in its motion. This is interesting to me as one who strives to create change, both in myself and others. See, I...
Read Morethe tenacious ten: day sixteen
Between being hit (and laid out flat) by the big, red bus that comes once a month and having a little too much birthday revelry, last night was spent in bed on the heating pad rather than in front of my computer. I’m telling myself this was okay, especially given that I have FOUR cancellations today and now have some time to spend catching up. But it doesn’t FEEL okay. The pants feel tighter. The body feels heavier. The mind feels murkier. The mood feels angstier. I’m telling myself that the combination of not having exercised with an extra large salad and a...
Read Morethe tenacious ten: day fourteen
Heading in to week three, it is time to reboot. A week in intense creative flurry bumped my trajectory a bit off course, as did my daughter’s birthday party this weekend. But the jeans that didn’t fit a month ago still fit, so I am not panicking. Yet. Today was back to basics again, as well as I could being exhausted and not feeling well. I’m trying my best to follow my “striped” version of eating clean without being legalistic and thereby depressing the snot out of myself. We shall see if it is enough. If not, then we move to depressing… I have two weeks before there...
Read Morethe tenacious ten: day seven
Spent the weekend with a houseful of people and pets, thanks to our alma mater’s collegiate choir being in town on their spring break tour. Entertaining company is always a challenge for me when I’m trying to lose weight. Or maintain. Or any time that involves eating, which is all of my life, as I tend to eat on a daily basis. I have the best of intentions, but once there is Mama Mimi’s pizza fresh out of the oven or breakfast casserole likewise fresh, well, the intentions that were so black and white suddenly fade to gray. One more piece of pizza won’t hurt,...
Read Moreon the couch with buddy
Sigh. What is it they say about the best-laid plans? Today was spent nursing my 8-year-old back to health, rather than taking care of myself. Some days, we just have to do this. God takes our tidy little agenda and tips it upside down like a snow globe, and all the little “appointments” float around like flecks of glitter and fall in entirely different places. My women’s group. My quiet time. Blogging. Working on the manuscript. My healing prayer appointment. All up in the air, and then all just gone—buried under a day full of Mike Rowe getting dirty to my...
Read Morethe tenacious ten: day five
I wasn’t going to weigh myself today. Then I was. Then I wasn’t. Then suddenly I was standing on the scale in the middle of my bedroom, holding my breath and hoping I wouldn’t regret the un-decision. 146.6 I exhaled with no small amount of relief. The weight-loss gods have smiled on me and my small, square, electronic device. We have found favor in their eyes, and they have rewarded me with a smaller number than the last time I stepped on this cursed piece of machinery. Five pounds. Again. I figure that’s about 5,000 I’ve lost, total. Over,...
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