Monday, October 30, 2006

Mom and I are doing really good with going to the gym. For the last two weeks, we went three times, and this week we'll go at least four times. Today she actually squatted the bar, which was a big accomplishment for her. We're the only girls working out in the "big boy" part of the gym right now, and it takes guts to stick your bootie out and do squats and deadlifts.

My eating is getting better, although last week was awful. I feel stronger physically and mentally every day. I'm not running outside much because it's getting icy and below freezing, but I'm hitting the bike and treadmill at the gym. Good stuff.

The PBJ stuff is kind of on hold (till next summer/fall), but I'm okay with it. I watched a bunch of my girlfriends in this condition get majorly stressed out--and none of them are working in a high-stress environment like me. So...I'm thinking about waiting a little while until I can work part-time or not at all--which is next fall. J and I might be going to Hawaii on a business trip in May, so it might be fun to not have to worry about traveling with PBJ anyway.

Love to you all! How's everyone else doing?

Sunday, October 22, 2006

My workouts and eating were awfull last week. The trip to Disneyland threw everything off. I'll be better this week. My calve muscles are still hurting when I run. I think I need a better running shoe. Any good suggestions?

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Changing tracks

I'm trying priority eating. Never heard of it? That's because I made it up. It goes something like this -- veggies before sweets, lean protein before fats, etc. So, sure I can have that cookie if I've already had five servings of vegetables. I'll let you know how it goes.

Three days of pilates and I lost an inch in my waist. I have three more inches to go.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

We've done it now!

With the cold winter months approaching, Mom and I have purchased a one year gym membership! Woooooo-hoooooo!

Thursday, October 12, 2006

I'm still old and I'm still fat but I eat healthy. I laughed at myself today... and thought o my gawd I'm turning into my mother.

My Mother was a nutritionist for 35 years at a private school for children with disabilities so there were lots of diet restrictions and special diets.
I used to think she was weird because she didn't just cook and eat normal food, everything she ate was balanced and she only ate things that were good for her.

Today I had to wonder just how much "good" stuff you can put in one bowl of oatmeal when I fixed mine with a few raisins, a few walnuts, a spoonful of soy protein power (it works great Kristen), and organic sugar.
And when I had my afternoon snack of cottage cheese with flax seed and pineapple...

On Another Subject

Ok... I have something I want to ask you all but especially Erica (since she works in a restaurant).
Tonight we stopped and ate a light meal after karate class at one of the few nicer places in Ada where you actually sit down and get waited on.
When the waitress brought the check she handed it to Mark and for some reason it kind of ticked me off... I thought "what a sexist thing to do." Mark asked me what I thought she should have done. My response was that she should have laid it in the center of the table so who ever was paying the bill could pick it up.

Would it have bothered you? what do you think she should have done with the check?
And Erica, do you automatically hand the check to the man?

Sunday, October 08, 2006

This was not a good week. In celebration of David's graduation, and a friends bridal shower, I ate food I knew I shouldn't have. I only ran twice this week. Wednesday I woke up early to prepare for the graduation. Thursday I was too tired to even think about a run and Friday I just bew off.
I feel fat and slugish. I know it's from the lack of exercise and all the rotten food I've eaten. This week will be better.

Monday, October 02, 2006


I feel void of interesting information, but I will check in.

I weigh the least I have weighed for two years.
This feels great. I try on old clothes and they fit. It is a good thing: I feel more myself physically.

I moved last week, into a cute (rather large and expensive) apartment. this was a big decision. I just paid the rent and feel poor right now.
this week I will set up the place. I am hopeful that I will make it home really quickly, though we only signed a six month lease.
that will be the title of my next Rethinking E. post. Six Month Lease. That post will be the self-absorbed, melancholy stuff that will assure you that I am still alive in world being myself.

I have been two people for the past three weeks and I cannot say more than this without seriously incriminating myself.
All my life I have had a pretty Rigid SuperEgo, one that edited even my thoughts so that at most times, could you have eavesdropped on my thoughts, you might have heard something that sounded a heck of a lot like KLOVE, the christian radio network.
Lately the soundtrack in my head has given way to everything but KLOVE. I am now equal parts Miles Davis, Regina Spektor, from the Black Eyed Peas. You could possibly hear SexyBack by Justin Timberlake in my head and in my life. I have only been to church once in the past six weeks.
I hardly recognize myself.
My SuperEgo is on vacation, perfectly unconcerned about the London Bridge and how Fergie says it is falling. And I am left with my Ego, just my ego, to regulate an Id that has been forced to listen to Steven Curtis Chapman for a decade and a half.
I once heard that the SuperEgo is the parent of the self. It treats the Id like a child. The Ego then represents an adult person, neither parent or child of the self. Just Self. I am not sure.... but if so I am hoping that I develop an adult-identity that fucntions well in society and with myself. That sentence was weird, but if you are still reading and/or get this at all... pray for my Ego.

oh, and A, I am almost positive that this is not what you were asking for... but thanks for calling me out all the same.

oh, and I had a sundae today. I went out and bought double vanilla ice cream, dove choco syrup and cherries. yummmm!


Has anyone heard anything from Erica lately?

Erica... grace us with your presence every once in a while so we know you are still kickin' down there in Texas.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

For people who say that weight lifting will make you "bulky"

She's just "massive" at 5'4", 135 lbs, no?

Here's an article about her in the Washington Post.

Other than missing exercise on Jason's birthday and the birthday cake/Mexican food/pizza carnage that ensued, it's been a great week on the eating/exercise front. :)