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Stuff [Jun. 2nd, 2005|06:48 am]
Zoethe
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I went to bed at 9:30 last night. Literally could not keep my eyes open. Didn't want to get out of bed this morning, either. And my throat is just a tiny bit sore.

Damn, I hope I'm not coming down with something. I SO do not have time for it.

Work has been a killer, just busy as hell with no sign of slowing down anytime soon. I am taking some vacation days next week to attend Amy's recital, which will be wonderful, but it means that all the tasks crowding my desk need to get done by Tuesday.

I biked in yesterday, and I'm going to do so again today because I can't tomorrow and I'm not sure what we'll do for exercise during the five days we're away. Long walks, I suppose. We have to take Erin's bike back to her, since she is staying on the Cape for the summer, and the bike rack only holds two bikes, so we can't take both of ours. We'll have plenty of running around to do once we get there, though.

It's funny how a compulsive personality works. I have substituted a healthy compulsion, exercise, for a harmful one, overeating. Whereas I used to studiously avoid working out, I now get concerned about finding time for it. Trading bad habits for good.

And the difference between when I lost weight before and this time is clear: this time I'm doing it for me. When I was in college and got in really good shape, I did it for me. My impetus was not that someone would yell at me if I didn't get out there and work out. I was the only one driving myself forward. And it worked. In the intervening years, though I have at times been in great shape, it always felt like I was doing it to avoid being yelled at and disapproved of. Workouts were tinged with resentment, and not doing them was an act of defiance. Totally self-defeating and frustrating for all parties involved.

It's amazing how childish we can be without even realizing it.

And yet, ultimately, to be successful an exercise plan needs to be just that: childish. It needs to appeal to our sense of play, so that we look forward to it rather than resenting it, hating it, regarding it as a chore. Even though I'm feeling tired and vaguely sick, I want to go play. Just a few more minutes pleeeeease?
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[User Picture]From: ohhjuliet
2005-06-02 12:53 pm (UTC)
If you guys have ANY free time while you're here, let me know! I'd love to meet!
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2005-06-02 01:09 pm (UTC)
It would be fun, but I doubt it - the kids are pretty greedy with our time when we're up there.
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[User Picture]From: ohhjuliet
2005-06-02 02:17 pm (UTC)
Fortunately you're arriving AFTER the monsoon. I think it rained and or was grey and icky for about 2 weeks straight. Enjoy your time up here! :)
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2005-06-02 04:32 pm (UTC)
Thanks; I'm looking forward to it!
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[User Picture]From: frawg_angel
2005-06-02 01:16 pm (UTC)
I was sitting on my bed last night, cross stitching and watching movies, and for some reason I put my hand on my wrist while resting. All of a sudden, it was the coolest thing... like "Oh my god... that's MY wrist? My wrist... really?" and I went about examining my wrist.

As I'm loosing weight, that's what I'm noticing. My wrist. Or I have real cheekbones now with gradual hollows on my face, instead of pudgy cheeks. I have a sloping chin, I still need to loose weight there, but no longer the double/quad chin with lines that I did have. It's these little things, these little moments, that I'm putting myself together. Like a puzzle. Like Ferret's baby stomach muscles. It's a piece, while all others come together. It's the treat that makes the other stuff worth it.

So, to that end, I called my gym's trainer today and she's going to set up an appointment with me. I can keep doing what I'm doing, but I can get some things to concentrate on the areas I really want improved. Now, I'm not just playing, but I want to play with others too! Squee!
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2005-06-02 04:31 pm (UTC)
That is so cool. It's true; every once in a while I'll catch a glance at an angle and think, wow.

Someone here suggested that a session with a personal trainer might be a good idea, just to get a routine for the areas I want to improve, like the lifting. I may have to consider that for a prezzie in the future. I don't have any holidays coming up soon, though....
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[User Picture]From: frawg_angel
2005-06-02 05:00 pm (UTC)
A Very Merry Un-Birthday, to you?

This one has a special, 2 sessions for $45... I figure, do one now... and then I can do one in a few weeks to see how I'm doing and make changes if I need it. But yeah... a prezzie. How odd, isn't it? We consider that a prezzie now!
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2005-06-02 04:39 pm (UTC)
I think your friend is right, but I prefer to think of it as taking positive advantage of an inherent characteristic.

And it's easy to think of exercise as work because so much of it isn't fun. You have to get up to a certain level of proficiency before you can enjoy it, and many forms of it don't really have much fun built into them. I love biking, so that helps, but on non-bike days my alternative - the NordicTrack - has very little to offer in the line of inherent fun. Fortunately, I can read while doing it, so that solves my problem, but when I have been deprived of reading time (such as when Ferrett is on the treadmill watching a sitcom at the same time that I'm on the NordicTrack(I can't read with TV on, it's too distracting)), it is sheer, endless torture.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2005-06-02 06:30 pm (UTC)
Mall walking is actually pretty popular, and it makes sense - you're in a safe environment with relatively few hazards, and your protected from the weather. It used to be that airports were also popular for this, but now that you can't get back to the terminals unless you've got a boarding pass, it would be a very expensive way to exercise!

I hate exercise classes - they are torturously boring.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2005-06-02 07:04 pm (UTC)
A lot of mall walkers do so in the early hours before the stores open and the place gets busy. Malls often open their hallways early to provide that service.
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[User Picture]From: jadziaesq
2005-06-02 03:12 pm (UTC)

Bad habit into a Good one

Glad you have been able to do that. That is what I need to work on.

I never thought about it that way, your exercise plan need to be childish. Maybe that will help in the long run.

Good for you!
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2005-06-02 04:42 pm (UTC)

Re: Bad habit into a Good one

I just wrote a lengthy comment to hernewshoes here about play and exercise. I really do think it's key.
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[User Picture]From: susitna
2005-06-03 01:12 am (UTC)
Can't wait to see you. Hopefully I won't have to work too much while you're here, but who knows... maybe I'll just quit while you're and get a job as ANYTHING ELSE instead after you leave. Fucking waitressing. Fucking IHOP.

Sorry, wild tangent mini-rant. Can't wait to see you.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2005-06-03 02:53 am (UTC)
You could always come back with us and get a job through Manpower....

I can't wait to see you, either, baby. I miss you guys.
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