Letting Go

So that stuff at work that is going on? I’ve decided to let go of the stress that I’m allowing to take over my normal workday.

There are still things that are going on and decisions waiting to be made but clearly *I* have no influence over those things. So it’s time to let go.

By letting go that means I’m going to be more focusing on my work, my team and my goals. Let’s let the chips land where they may, whenever they are going to land.

With that, let’s move on to some cooler stuff!

It’s DECEMBER!!! WHAT THE ACTUAL BLEEP???? How did this happen??? I wasn’t quite ready for this month yet!

The last few months have been a whirlwind. It pretty much started with my birthday, my trip to Cornwall, my trip to Baltimore, a concert (hey I’m old, this is a big deal now), volunteering at the Amsterdam Marathon, and a quick trip to Brussels. There was also a weekend away in the Veluwe, some massive stress at work, and a 15K that I’d been looking forward to since the first time I did it in 2010!

I haven’t touched on the Marathon volunteering yet – Hubs and I actually signed up for this some months ago, just to see what it was like to be on the other side. I was a part of the starting corral team, in charge of the last corral. We had to try and get people to their correct starting areas but it was amazing how many questions we got as well, including “have you got any safety pins?” “which bus goes downtown?” “where do I leave my stuff?” “have you seen my uncle? we can’t reach him on the phone.” (really) Oh and we were on the Half-Marathon bit of the Marathon. My friend and colleague P was running and I saw another colleague as well as an Expat I know in Amsterdam. Pretty amazing to run into people you know where there are 40,000 participants in total!

We had to hang out for quite some time after the race started and afterwards I was certainly lucky that I have been doing a lot of strength training at the gym – our next task was to break down all the barriers at the start and finish areas of the race, including the entire section around the Olympic stadium. Oh my arms!!! P waited for us to finish up and then we went to celebrate with her by having a few beers and some grub that you don’t generally eat when being quite particular on a certain diet *winks* Conclusion on volunteering: It’s ok. Not sure I would do it again. Depends on the task.

watching the runners coming into the Olympic Stadium in Amsterdam was inspiring and awesome!!

hey, you get a free jacket and tee shirt out of the deal, why not volunteer?

PP ready to kick some HM a$$

I also made a very quick trip down to Brussels; my friend Dave had exactly 48 hours on this side of the world and his main purpose (besides getting to hang with two gorgeous ladies) was to visit the Hard Rock Cafe in Brussels. You see, Dave has a thing for HRC. And I can’t say I blame him because I do love to go to HRC much much more now that I’m out of the US than when I was living in the US. This is probably because it does remind me a bit of home but also I’m a sucker for music and nostalgia. Dave’s been to like 1 billion HRC’s in the world and I’m sure he’s not done yet. I missed Dave the last time he was in Amsterdam (I was in Milan) so I had to go, there was no way I was going to miss him again!

it was a cold but absolutely stunning fall day in Brussels!

pinky and dave together again!

one of my favouritest people in the world – Y! aka the DutchBitch

look at that glorious sky!

Next post I will share some good stuff that happened in November – my little weekend away with the hubs just 25 KM from home and my 15K that I ran with my running hero M (he took the place of Hubs, since hubs wasn’t able to participate).

I still have quite some things to update, but let’s leave it at this and hopefully I’ll be back in the swing of blogging again!

Have you had a crazy period recently behind you? How did you cope? What do you have going on this month, besides the holidays?

Well, Well, imagine that!

You know that saying that goes around all the billions of weight loss boards, communities, groups and what not?

Well, it’s pretty true. I’ve been doing different stuff over the past couple of years but still pretty much the same. You know, maybe less of this and more of that, or different combinations of foods, more protein, less carbs, no carbs before 11am, only carbs before running, etc. One thing I didn’t do very successfully was cut down on pasta and rice in particular.

Until a couple of months ago of course… now that I’m getting used to NOT eating grains, it’s actually OK. I even went to ITALY and DID NOT EAT THIS:

But instead I went to the supermarket and for example I ATE THIS:

I mean, seriously, I never would have imagined I would go to Italy and NOT have pizza (I was tempted whilst we were out, but I had a salad instead) or pasta (and thankfully my relay team-mate Hanna who lives in Milan invited us for dinner on Saturday and her boyfriend made me a special meal of steak and salad while the rest of the gang carb-loaded). Actually, if you ARE A meat eater, Italy is a great place to be, plus the vegetables are wonderfully ripened by the sun, the olives are divine, the cheese amazing. You don’t even NEED pasta or pizza, there are plenty of other choices.

I have to say too, I feel good. I feel strong. I feel kind of lean. It sounds strange to say it maybe but when I’m running lately my core feels really strong – I don’t think I’ve ever felt like that before.

Anyway, the whole point of this is that I am actually losing weight:

and down 900gr according to the scale at the gym this evening, from the last time I weighed in.

So yeah. About time I did something different!!

It’s Bittersweet

Today is my 2 year anniversary of this blog.

There’s a lot of Groundhog Day going on here. I want more than anything that this could change, that next year I won’t be the same broken record I’ve been for the past two years.

It’s Bittersweet. I remember when I started the blog (moving from free to paid) I had high hopes. I was going to be that girl that I’d been before. I was going to inspire. I was going to do amazing things. I was going to have lots of friends and support along the way. I was going to be that model Weight Watcher.

Things don’t always go as hoped. I don’t think I inspire, I’ve quit Weight Watchers and what I do isn’t even that amazing. I’ve somehow lost loads of friends and support along the way as well (which does wonderful things for my self-esteem, hello negative self-talk!).

I still have me though. I’m not a bad person. I do my best, whatever it may be, every day. Even the days when I think “FAIL” I’m not failing because I always managed to do something to be accountable. I can do this for me and me alone. I don’t need to be that Internet Sensation that wears a cape and flies through triathlons like a trip to the supermarket. I can just keep trying, that’s enough, right?

So Happy Anniversary Little Blog. Let’s make this next year a good year, an open year, a more positive year. I’m ready!

Time for a Change. Again.

It’s December, a new month, a new chance. My record is on repeat here -I say this every month.
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So it’s time for a change. Again.
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Clearly after an entire year of being upset, accepting, non-caring, positive, negative and still not really losing any weight I really have to shift what is really important to me.
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There are a lot of things that are important, to name a few:
1) Good Health
2) Fitness
3) Getting enough Sleep
4) Feeling Happy
5) Getting a grip on my finances
6) My Family
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(all things equally important here or rather not in any particular order)
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Notice how I didn’t put my weight? The thing is, and we all know it by now, I am not super excited about weighing 80KG but I can no longer continue to fight with myself in the manner that I have been.
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So it’s a new month. It’s time for new goals. I am excited to announce that I am doing DecGTD or December Go The Distance.. I’ve been following Robby’s blog for a while now and I noticed October’s and November’s Go the Distance but never had the cojones to join in. I mean, I know myself, I’m terrible with challenges and such, but this is different. This is not a challenge.
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I’m focusing on running now. That’s what I do. Like today in sub-zero temperatures. I initially didn’t want to go after being hit with a brick wall of freezing cold wind and then I remember just this time last year I was completely debilitated, unable to even get out of bed, let alone walk anywhere, let alone run. I missed my first race I had signed up for. I cried just about every day from the pain I had in my back. All I wanted to do was go outside and RUN and I couldn’t. I vowed then I wouldn’t make excuses or take advantage of what my body is able to do and to be honest I haven’t completely kept up my end of that deal. I have let the work stress once again take over parts of my life and that simply has to stop. In fact it stops now.
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I just think about people like my mother-in-law who would give anything to walk, run, ride a bicycle. But she can’t. She can’t hardly even talk because of the stroke she had around ten years ago. I think about the runners that joined Dean Karnazes who suffered through cancer, who lost limbs, who had strokes, etc who run, no matter what, because you never actually know when there may be one day you simply can not run anymore.
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So, yeah. I would love to lose weight. And I’m still going to follow Weight Watchers, because, hey, maintaining is actually better than nothing right now. There are worse situations right? I’m just going to focus on the other things that are important.
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Next step is to make some goals and those will be posted very soon. I already have a running goal of 80KM this month. Yes, people. 80! I’ll be signing up for some races as well, and I may also be joining Fran in the Utrecht Half-Marathon on the 25th of April!

This is Not a Weight Loss Blog

Wait. What?
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If this is not a weight loss blog than what am I doing here? What are YOU doing here?
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I started this blog so I wouldn’t bog down my “normal everyday life” blog with weight loss stuff. And now? I rarely blog on the other site because this whole quest for health seems to have taken over my life.
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I AM only about weight loss stuff. And I don’t like that very much.
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To be fair I don’t have loads of time for much else and well, let’s face it, sometimes life just gets a wee bit boring in a steady pace and not a lot happens outside the norm.
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The “norm” – wake up, get ready, commute, work, deal with stress, commute, eat something, work in some form of exercise, sleep, rinse repeat.
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This weight loss stuff is also pretty boring.
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And yeah, there hasn’t been any weight loss so I’m kind of even a fraud! *gasp*
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Or not?
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Nah, I am just a girl trying to figure this stuff out. For years I had it in my head that I had to be “doing something” for life to be exciting. This is why, my dear friends, I had problems with commitment and a slight issue spending money (ha! slight.) constantly trying to find that excitement in my life. Friends, social engagements, last minute trips, buying things I couldn’t afford. All to fill up some space somewhere that was empty.
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The emptiness? That was me. So who am I now? Because I’m most certainly not empty. I’ve grown up. Learned from mistakes (still suffering some consequences, but ok). And now life is boring.
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I’m trying to work out if perfecting myself is going to make things more exciting. Suddenly I’ll have all those social engagements again. I’ll have less commuting. More friends. And I’ll look fabulous in my clothes. Hmmm. No, I think not.
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Because I have to go much deeper than that. At the risk of sounding way to philosophical for a Saturday morning, I’m pretty sure that part of this NON weight loss thing has something to do with my brain as well.
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I read blogs that are inspirational, that offer deep insights or even just tips and tricks to get you in the right mindset and I think to myself “But I do that already!” Because mostly, I do.
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I have to tell you, 90% of the time I do not eat crap. I eat natural foods, I cook with fresh ingredients, use good fats, seek out alternatives to animal protein, watch my portions (I still weigh and measure almost everything). I do not eat processed foods. I look at my labels and I won’t buy things that have 70 listed ingredients, 65 of which I can not pronounce. I can spend hours in a health food shop just reading labels and opening myself up to try new things. Anything in the name of good health.
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I watch people all around me (virtually of course) losing weight regularly, who frankly DO eat crap (or whatever you want to call it – I know this stuff tastes good, but there is no added value; crisps/chips, chocolate, sweets, fast food) and they lose weight. They reach mini-goals, milestones, even their own personal goal weight. I know, that’s them, that is not me. I get that and it’s ok.
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But can you understand it makes it more and more difficult to believe that I will be there too one day. Maybe. I accept that I am how I am right now. In fact, I was walking home the other day thinking “It’s not so bad. Two years ago you were miserable, smoking, drinking a lot, eating nothing but crap on a regular basis. You were not a runner. You were not anything really. And now? 80 kilos. That’s really GOOD. You are healthy, fit, feeling more and more confident.” The part of my brain that likes to belittle me has nothing to do with that acceptance. It wants to niggle at me every single time I read about others great success. Nice huh? Maybe I can get a lobotomy for just that part?
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So, yeah. This is not a weight loss blog. There is no weight loss going on here people. Pack up your bags and look for inspiration elsewhere. I’m not ever going to exclaim about my great loss on the scale week after week even though I drank two bottles of wine on a Friday night and ate pizza and KFC all in the same weekend. (which by the way, NEVER KFC thanks to Salmonella poisoning from the KFC at Howard Street near the El in Chicago in 1987). You will not be inspired by my kilo of fruit and vegetables that I nearly every single day, or the Friday night I fell asleep on the couch by 10:15 because I was so exhausted and opted to be horizontal instead of going to the gym.
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You may however be inspired by my determination to never, ever, give up this fight. This will go on to the finish. And we all know, weight loss is the easy part, but it’s never really “finished”. Anyone can lose weight. How many can keep it off? I couldn’t though I gave it a good shot. I can tell you right now though, if this takes me the rest of my life I swear I will still be on a quest to be the best healthy self that I can be.
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This is just my life. A part of it. But a “weight loss” blog? Not so much.

Motivation, that fickle Friend

What motivates you? To do anything really?

I have a few motivators in my life.

I’m motivated to get out of the bed (albeit reluctantly at times) on weekdays to go to work. I do this because I have bills to pay and prefer that to people breathing down my neck asking me to pony up my debt with them. I do this also because, even though I lose 20+ hours a week commuting to and from that place, I actually like it. I like my colleagues. I like the company. I feel good there.

I haven’t always felt good there. At least not 100%. But I stay because I visualize the good things when the not-so-good get me down. To be honest, I’ve had it pretty good there and it continues to go better and I continue to grow. That’s a good motivator to me.

I’m motivated to spend time with my husband and step-kids. 99% of the time I truly enjoy their company and my heart feels like it’s going to explode from the love I get from them. I’m motivated to be considerate, kind and loving, and I get it back. So when I have an argument with my man I always forgive because I think about the good things, the things that remind me WHY I’m there in the first place.

I’m motivated to keep in touch with and reach out to friends. I haven’t always been the best friend in the world and yes I’m a bit selfish and self-absorbed at times. When I have disagreements or become annoyed when others are acting out (for whatever reason), I remember why we were friends in the first place. I think about the great times we’ve been through together and I keep going.

I’m motivated to feed and water my cats. I love them and would hate if anything would happen to them. They depend on me and give me love right at the exact time that I need it.

I’m motivated to do regular things for myself like my laundry – who wants to run out of clean knickers, right? And I like to look and feel like I’ve made an effort. When I see a cute girl in the mirror that cleans up well and looks pretty ok for a 42-year-old, I feel good about myself. I remember that feeling on those days when I don’t want to bother having a shower or getting dressed (like on the weekend) and I do it anyway. I’m always glad I do it.

I think most people have motivators like this or at least something similar. So why is it so hard to be motivated to take care of ourselves enough to be FIT and HEALTHY?

Why is the “diet” and exercise the first thing to go?

What makes it OK to lose our motivation when it boils down to two CORE ASPECTS of our lives?

What is this, MOTIVATION thing? It seems it’s a fickle friend. It’s there for so many other things, maybe it’s even there for your 100%, giving you it’s undying love and attention and then WHAMMO! It drops you like a hot potato.

And funny how it goes when you are:
Sad
Lonely
Depressed
Angry
Upset
Confused
Tired

Oh, so you are only my friend in GOOD TIMES? No, no, Mo. I’m not going to have a relationship like that.

Motivation. It’s not what you think. It’s a concept. An idea. Something we can easily use to propel us towards good things, but also something to BE USED AS AN EXCUSE.

Can you imagine if we used it on other things besides ourselves?

“Oh, Hi, Visa Card. I can’t pay you this month; I lost my motivation to write out my cheques.”

“Hey, honey. I can’t really bother caring about you this month. I love you but I’ve no motivation to show it.”

“Hey, guys, sorry, I have no motivation to shower or wear clean clothes. Brushing my teeth is cumbersome as well. You don’t mind do you?”

These things sound a bit ridiculous, right?

So why is it OK to say “I can’t be bothered to eat right today. My motivation is completely gone” or “I’ve no motivation to get out and run or go to the gym”?

I felt a bit like I was struggling sometimes with motivation the last months. I’m frustrated. I’m hungry. I’m still not finding a balance with my food.

But I don’t want to be friends with Mo in only certain situations. I want that 100% undying love. That love is me loving myself. I am different but EQUALLY important as my job, my husband, and my relationships.

Any other friend you wouldn’t put up with at only 50%, would you?

Don’t let Mo think you are not important. You have control over you. No one and nothing else. YOU. Stay motivated to take care of you. We get one life; make you a priority in it.

If you are struggling with motivation, think about why you started this in the first place. What is the reason that you wanted to become healthy or to become active? Did those reasons change? Do you still have the same desire for the end result? That you will be healthier and leaner and younger? Or maybe that you will become an athlete? Focus on what is important and don’t make excuses that you have no “willpower” or “motivation”. You are the only one who can do this.

Early Days

I think it’s fairly normal when we make big plans or set goals for ourselves that we start off with a real BANG! Right? Being an all or nothing personality type, this is at least what I do, but I do want to change and be that person that succeeds more or less at their goals. I can’t tell you how many times (because I simply can not count that high) I have started out with a bang and then petered out after a few days.

It’s different now. I don’t want to just talk about it. I want to DO it.

I think you get to a certain point in your life where you just say “enough is enough! I’m going to have the best possible life that I can!” Maybe it’s an age thing. Maybe it’s a one-too-many-negative-experiences thing. Maybe it’s a realization that you’ve wasted so much precious time that you can never, ever get back. Never.

I was talking to a colleague yesterday – he wants to lose 10 pounds before going back to the US on holiday (he’s also an American living in the Netherlands) and we were discussing different ways of losing weight, things to do, “things to don’t” (as Hubs would say) and it came down to this: “Being overweight is not a problem, it’s a symptom of something else”. Oh my God, how true is this?!

How many of us have lost weight only to gain it again? How many have been on some form or another of diet since we were teenagers or younger? And WHY is that? Moreover, WHY does it take so long to sink in that we have to change the CORE before we can actually change the outside?

I’ve talked about it before; my issues with my body started when I was 10. Someone made the sick decision to choose to molest me (and I’m sure I wasn’t the only one) which changed my life forever. Forever, people! Because guess what, there was nothing wrong with me then! I was a young girl, not fat, not ugly, not disgusting. None of those things that I saw in the mirror after that happened. None of those things that I have repeated back to myself for the last 30 years.

I watched my mother berate herself. Abuse herself with food and then turn around and go on a diet. Oh, so this is how it works? I’m supposed to hate my body? Well, ok!

My friends as well. We think that we are affecting the teenagers nowadays with all of our dieting and “perfect body” messages nowadays? Trust me; we were already becoming fucked up in our own way 25 years ago! I don’t recall any one of my friends growing up who didn’t have some sort of issue with their body. Too fat. Too thin. On a diet. Secretly throwing up. Secret eating. Yeah. I don’t need their confirmation to be almost 100% certain we were all affected in some way.

So what am I going to do now? I’m not going for just the outside. I’m not going to just cure the symptom. I’m going for the whole disease. I’m going to change the core. I’m not going to be negative about my body. Not ONE MORE DAY.

What I AM is beautiful, strong, funny, smart, sexy.

What I AM is successful, talented, creative, and a great friend.

What I AM is someone who DOES what she SAYS.

I am a believer. In myself!

All of my goals for the day, the week, the month, the year – there are no doubts that I can accomplish these things.

The core has to be changed. The symptoms will then go away. There will be no more struggling. There will be awareness. There will be no excuses.

It’s early days as far as my monthly goals go, but I have to say I feel so positive, so empowered. Day 5 of my goals, Day 11 of the 30-day No Scale Challenge and there is no feeling of failure. There is no “need” to ask the scale to tell me how to feel today. I’m doing this. It’s early days, but this is the CORE work now.

How I’m Going to Do It

Recently I read on Mind Over Mayo this great post “Success Breeds Confidence” and thought I would also break out my August Goals in the same way:

1) Define Your Goal – as I posted here, all my goals for August are defined.

2) List the benefits:
a. Food journaling:: with tracking I can actually be more aware of what I am eating, how much and WHY and stop stress eating before it happens.

b. Gym twice a week:: to see changes after being more committed to my new weight circuit program and to get my money’s worth (EUR 43 per month).

c. Benefits of Running and having a KM goal:: conisistent build-up and readiness for the 16KM Dam tot Damloop in September

d. My Victory Log is beneficial to SEE in black and white all of my non-scale accomplishments

e. I love to read and feel like I’ve done something also for my brain.

f. Taking my measurements is beneficial as another way to see progress.

g. I love to cook and love to find new recipes to see how they can fit into my life. A good meal means a LOT to me. To enjoy AND fit things into my health plan makes me feel really good!

h. I could make my grandmother’s day, just by writing her. That also makes my day.

i. Making the appointment is beneficial to putting the wheels in motion for the tattoo I’ve wanted for years. I’m not waiting anymore for “goal”. I’m not waiting for anything anymore.

j. It’s beneficial to my relationships with my friends that I visit them – their lives have changed and I want them to know that our friendship hasn’t changed.

3) My actionable steps are to actually DO all of these things on this list. Especially with food tracking, gym and running – I am simply going to track, there is no half-way. I have made appointments with myself to go to the gym. Hubs is running with me so I have appointments with him. On my gym days I’m packing my bag before I leave for work and eating a large salad in the train on my way home so I just GO.

When I track I will make notes for my Victory log.

I have already picked out a few recipes with Hubs. I am going to pick out a book asap. The other things I just need to do

4) I Definitely have the support of my Hubs. I hope I have support of others, but to be honest, I don’t know who else to ask…

5) I will be keeping a record here, for sure!

6) The last thing I’m going to do is give up. I have come WAY too far to do that!

What are your goals and how are you going to accomplish them?

Whatever You Want To Call It

So, hey guys – who listened to Two Fit Chicks Podcast #14 this week? As I love MizFit and Shauna, I of course was very keen on hearing their episode on Intuitive Eating. There were a lot of things they talked about which made a lot of sense, some things I had heard before and some things which I really could relate to. It really got me thinking about the subject.

I am no expert by any means, and really, the only “expertise” I have is knowing what it’s like to be on and off and on and off and on and off track.

What’s this track of which we speak? Lately my mindset has been (thankfully without legal or illegal substances) altered into thinking much, much differently about the “journey” (ugh, someone please come up with a better word; I hate this one!) I’m on to become more fit and healthy and live the best life that I can, accepting my body, my mind, my spirit, essentially my life.

And maybe this is getting off topic a bit, but on top of being on tracks and wagons and various other things, what about cheating? The word “cheat” in itself indicates something negative, like you are not allowed. I mean I’m pretty sure you are not allowed to “cheat” at poker, sports games, tests at school, etc. Is it horrible that the use of this word really makes me crazy?

Or what about saying that one is “bad” or “good” – since when is eating or drinking what you want “bad”, ever? Did you want it? Did you choose it? Are you responsible for it?

When I think of intuitive eating, especially now, I do think of it as being much more mindful in what I have chosen to put into my body. Yes that may very well be 6 pints of lager and 3 shots of Jaegermeister because I’m out with friends on a Friday night. How did I feel doing it? How did I feel the next day? What will I do differently (no more shots, for example) in the future?

Perhaps this also sounds strange but this is why I turned to Weight Watchers in the first place. I know that Shauna really hated the little food planner forms that WW gives us to fill out (and I agree Shauna, there is never enough room on those damn forms!), which is why – when I DO track – I use the online system. Besides, like a true nerd I love all the graphs and charts and numbers and entering my own food items and recipes. I could be very wrong here, but I’m pretty sure Weight Watchers is meant to teach us a few BASIC, FUNDAMENTAL things:

1) PORTION CONTROL
2) MAKING CHOICES
3) EATING FOODS THAT HAVE MORE VALUE THAN OTHERS

Intuitive eating to me is:
1) Eating when you are hungry. Being in tune with real hunger vs. cravings or THIRST
2) Are you craving something? What is it? What made you crave it? Is it EMOTIONAL or PHYSICAL?
3) Are you enjoying what you are eating? Have you noticed how it smells, tastes, what the texture is?

I think once you learn, Weight Watchers style, how to eat, THEN you can start breaking it all down.

It probably sounds VERY strange, but I very rarely have cravings of any kind. I don’t crave chocolate or other sweets for example. CRAVING and WANTING are two different feelings. I would say 99.9% of the time that I WANT chocolate, it’s because of an emotional trigger. STRESS, ANGER, LONLINESS, BOREDOM.

When I eat “bad” foods, I just eat them. I want it, I choose it, I am responsible for it. What I have found is that I am now ENJOYING it rather than shoving it in, eating in secret or going overboard on it (don’t talk to me yet about beer, because I still tend to go overboard when I go out for drinks). So for example, recently we had a special pre-opening event of a new store near my office and I had some brownie samples (maybe half a brownie worth), two bites of lemon cake (didn’t really enjoy it so didn’t eat more of it) and instead of having a frapuccino like I had original planned in my head, I opted for a one-pump sugar free vanilla latte.

This is an amazing feeling of freedom to just TRUST yourself, choose and enjoy.

This is the definition of intuitive eating for me, or whatever you want to call it.

It’s about learning what works and what doesn’t work and working towards something sustainable. If you can not or are not willing to do (or not do) something for the rest of your life, you will go “off track”.

I’m much more relaxed lately about when I reach my goal. I know now that I have to adapt to what is going on RIGHT NOW and TRUST MYSELF so that in the future I am that Healthy Person I want to be.

I’m going on vacation tomorrow. I’m looking forward to updating you all when I get home!

Next!

Just wanted to report in that I had a GREAT day today.

Yesterday I had a MEGA fail at running… or so I thought and then I switched it around… You know what?  I tried!  I went out there even though I was exhausted and had a bit of a belly ache (ate too many nuts) and I TRIED as hard as I could.  That was enough!  That was what was meant to be.  I came home, I ate dinner, I laid down in the bed before 10 and I got some kip for once.

RESULT!  I felt great today!

I wore a cute colourful sundress my friend S gave me.  Like, not black.  Not other dark colours.  No comment about how I’m a goth or a rock chick or an emo.  No.  The comments were:

“WOW! you look GORGEOUS today!”

“Those colours look amazing on you!”

“You are starting to look like a real lady!”

“Hey, Skinny!”

“You look so summery today!”

“You look GREAT!”

How could I NOT freaking feel great after that?! HA!

Today I set out to have a good day.  To eat WELL.  To live WELL.  And I did that. RESULT!!!

Bring it on! LIFE is good and worth celebrating! There is no reason to feel disappointed, not motivated, unhappy or feel like a failure.  I am most definitely succeeding.   I am succeeding at what is actually most important now.  Feeling good about ME, my life, my body.  Having my mind and spirit being in alignment.  Not taking the moment for granted anymore or skipping over it to worry about the future.  There is no “When I reach goal I’ll … ” anymore.  There is just today.  And today ROCKED!