Thursday, July 24, 2014

A thing! A thing! I have a new thing! #1500in31 #NoExcuses1500

My dear friend Laurie shared this on her Facebook and I immediately went and signed up for it! 


Click the pic to go get the details and signup stuff and stuff.

I may be clueless when it comes to food things sometimes ... but I love a good fitness challenge!

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Basically, run.


No ... not ME. I don't run. It's bad for my knee & my dead guy's tibia. My brain, though, doesn't seem to be able to stop running.

I blame it, in part, on the lack of sleep. I think I may have dozed for about 10 minutes during the movie but that was it until Tom got home from work. Pretty much he came home and I passed out. My brain, though ... still doing an awful lot of running.

I know I just said last night that I don't do well with set goals -- which is true. I also don't do well without them. It's all a bit, well, wibbly wobbly.

Ten years ago I was pretty much kicking ass with this whole weight loss thing as I'd mentioned a couple of weeks ago. (Jiminy! Has it really only been a couple of weeks since that post? It seems like soooo much longer.) That realization, of course, led me to dusting thee ol' Weight Watchers & Wendie Plan guidelines and it's all been well and good ... more or less. My problem, you see, is trying to do that which I know (albeit with calories instead of Points) with the LCHF cycling which ...... I just can't afford easily right now. Well, I can if I want to eat eggs all the time. I love eggs but I also love (and miss) pasta. And oatmeal. And too many eggs give me stinky gas.

So. Wibbly wobbly.

Back in the days of kickass-ness I could eat whatever without worrying as long as it fit my Points. I'm still not going back to Weight Watchers. BUT I keep hearing about this thing called IIFYM -- If It Fits Your Macros which appears to be a calorie/macro-centric equivalent of sorts. It's almost a complete turn around from what I've been doing but maybe it will be easier on my brain than the cycling .... and easier on my wallet than the LCHF .... and I think that this last week of July I'll think about setting some physical goals for August and start easing into what the calculator at IIFYM spit at me.

I know. It seems like every time I turn around I'm changing plans altogether or, at the very least, tweaking the bejeepers out of something. I'm just really tired of the yo-yoing. Something has to work for me ... mentally and physically (and financially), right? It's pretty obvious that I haven't nailed it yet. I'm basically exactly where I was almost a full year ago when the Bugg went back on:



It's completely terrifying, but it's so, so exciting
He said I was brilliant and I could change the world
So many places I've been; there's so much more to see
We've got galaxies and planets and moons
And an awful lot of running to do




[Totally Funny Quinky-Dink Time: When I was just over pulling the link for my post about Wendie I noticed in my blog list that my friend over at Ditch The Excuses is also talking about IIFYM! Must be something in the air!]



Hours Later Post-Script: You know what? Screw the worrying about macros and all that crap. I'm going to eat. I'm going to track. I'm going to exercise. I'm going to have deficits. THAT'S my thing.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

A week and a half left?

That's all that's left for July. A week and a half. SERIOUSLY??? I haven't totally screwed up the goals I set for the month but I've come pretty darn close. (Not to meeting them ... to totally screwing them up!) I don't do well with set goals. Never have. I think my goal for August is going to be to survive the month. That shouldn't be too difficult ... I hope.

Not a whole lot has been happening. New tattoo over the weekend. Watched lots of Food Network and old Road to Avonlea episodes. Slept. Read. Finished one book & started another. Spent some quality time with the recumbent. Same ol' same ol'.

Tuesday (technically today) isn't going to be easy. John's taking the day off from summer school so we can go out and about with some friends. I know it'll be fun but I'm going to be missing my post-work nap and will be absolutely beat by the time we get home. Pretty sure I'll be going to bed as soon as Tom gets home from work and, even then, may need a crowbar to get me out of bed in time to come back to work.

Beyond that I don't really know what this week will hold. I'll probably finish another book and watch a lot more Road to Avonlea. If the new tattoo starts feeling significantly better I hope to do some TurboJam and/or Wii Fit. It's right in the bend of my left arm so it makes things a bit difficult. Well worth a few unexpected days, off, though ...

My Whovian left arm. The sonic screwdrivers are the latest.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Random little things

First of all, thank you SO much to everyone who has sent their thoughts and prayers and well-wishes over the loss of my friend. She touched so many people and will be greatly missed!

It seems like she's already been working overtime with the whole guardian angel-ness. I've been figuring for the past little while that I would have to give up my BodyBugg since there were so many kinks and it just didn't seem to be working for me like it should (the BodyMedia app not uploading from my phone; it not reading burns like it used to; me not losing weight .... fun stuff like that). Then today without even looking for solutions I had them just kind of thrown at me. Armband has been reset. Firmware has been updated. Profile has been tweaked so the readings should be more accurate. It'll probably take a couple of weeks at the new settings for it to catch up with itself, but I'm okay with that. I'm feeling so optimistic about it all that I went ahead and renewed my subscription instead of letting it die out on the 27th like originally planned.

Speaking of original plans, the Onederland by the 21st is definitely not happening. Weighed in this afternoon back at 207. And I'm okay with that. I've had stuff going on, ya know. And I'm also okay with not really working out at all today. I even thought about taking the longer walk to the further bus stop tonight to make up for it and then decided that I just needed to not worry about it. So I didn't.

So now I'm at work and everyone's been checked in and the first batch of paperwork has been run and processed and I'm about to finally watch this week's Teen Wolf. I normally watch it as soon as I can on Monday nights but I was all wrapped up in needing to finish my book and then last night I just didn't have it in me. After that I'm not sure what I'll watch. Tom convinced me to finally watch Hemlock Grove so maybe that. Or maybe I'll go back to my rewatching of Road to Avonlea. Or I'll read. I'll have lots of time to figure it all out.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

We've got this ...

Yesterday morning a friend of mine passed away after a short but horrible illness that had kept her in the hospital since early May. For years we've been talking about getting together and having our boys meet and play (her son is only a few of years younger than John so John would get to be the "big kid" for once) but something always came up that changed our plans. And now. My heart is breaking. She was my first real friend in high school and all of these years later there were still things I could say to her that I didn't really feel comfortable talking about with most. I just read through the past 5 1/2 years of private messages we sent back and forth on Facebook and I just can't wrap my head around there not being any more. No more trips down memory lane. No more "can you BELIEVE that just happened" over Biggest Loser episodes. She was in the hospital already when it was announced that Jillian quit ... again. Still there when they announced that two new trainers are joining the show. No more "aren't you kinda glad she got fat" over the skinny popular girls who always made us feel inadequate. No more "you've got to check out this workout/gadget/website." No more ... Jaye. In spirit, though, she's always going to be there with me. Every time I pop in TurboJam or find a new recipe or feel like all hope is lost I know I'll hear her in the background reminding me. We never let each other give up before. I know she's not going to let me now. We've got this.