Saturday, August 1, 2015

Time or Month-End Review, July

Struggling with time but it's not lost on me that I spent two hours walking around Forest Park this morning. You can't have everything... Still wish that TaskRabbit were in my area or maybe I can use Fivver...

Enjoyed my walk. Listened to new, to me, podcasts Criminal and The Sporkful. Will have to get both another try. The Sporkful episode that I listened to was Morgan Spurlock, Guinness and Pepperoni Rolls. They talked a lot about Guinness and, as someone who doesn't drink, I didn't find it very interesting.

Also listened to my old stand-bys Slate's Working and The Moth. Love Pam Flowers' dog sledding story. Spoiler alert? Pam Flowers says that she tells kids: You're never too young to have a dream and never too old to make it come true. I also really like Duff McKagan's sobriety story.

Didn't get in much bicycling, climbing or practicing yoga. On the other hand, I honored my body because walking was calling my name... On another note, I enjoyed this article about a modern-day nomad. Loved his pictures too.

Month-End Review:

10 Minute Solution: Knockout Body!
*Kickbox Crosstrain, 1 x
*Knockout Body Blast, 1 x
*Upper Body, 2 x's

Bicycling, 1 x

Climbing, 2 x's

Dance It Off & firm up!
*Rock It!, 1 x

Just Walk: mix + match Walk Blasters
*Short & Steady, 2 x's

Just Walk: Tone Every Zone Walk
*Circuit 1 (Upper Body), 4 x's

Just Walk: Walk to the Hits, Party Songs
*Mile Two, 1 x

Latin Cardio Party
*Samba, 2 x's

Lawn Mowing, 1 x

P90X
*Kenpo X, 1 x

Swimming, 4 x's

Walking, 20 x's

Forest Park

FP

FP

Weight Watchers 7 Day Tone & Burn
*Tone, 1 x

Yoga, 4 x's

Zumba, 7 x's

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Could Be

Forest Park
Woke up hard and didn't feel like moving but I think that's my usual Sunday thing. I go into a slug mode state of mind thinking that I can slow down time and delay Monday.

I want to get back to walking the 6.29 mile trail around Forest Park on the weekend so...

Attire stumped me at first. Couldn't find a pair of shorts with pockets then looked in the plastic storage bin under my bed to re-examine a few shorts. One was a pair of Sport-Hills that I had gotten on sale at REI Outlet online specifically for hot yoga. At the time I didn't like them because they made a swish swish sound. I suppose that some of the blame could be attributed to my thick thighs or maybe it's the polyester, nylon, spandex material. At any rate, I like them now and they have three pockets. Guess I lucked out two years ago because I don't see any Bermuda-length Sport-Hills anymore.

My head felt less foggy and I felt energized after being out in nature and listening to podcasts. Dori Samadzai Bonner's asylum story tugged all at the heartstrings. Didn't finish listening to the A Way With Words "Feeling Gruntled" episode but learned about the phrase balloon juice and I like it: a lot of talk with no substance; empty talk; noisy talk. Balloon juice talkers are the worst.





Friday, July 24, 2015

Being Photographed

We had a silly little contest at work -- about 13 of us. One of my colleagues ordered a new car but didn't know what color to expect. He did tell the dealer that there were certain colors he didn't want. I guessed blue because I've always liked blue. As one of the winners, I would get to be one of the first riders.

Went to check out the car and, out of the corner of my eye, could see another coworker snapping a picture and I was a bit terrified -- especially since it was a side view snapshot. 

Thought about how people at work witnessed my weight loss but... I was relieved when I saw the picture and super relieved that it didn't go to all staff. Also surprised by how good camera phones are. The picture taker was not that close.

Sparkling Sea Metallic and Me (About 20 Pounds Heavier)
Rode my bike from the mechanic's to work. Worst day of the week because the humidity has stepped up its game. Just finished reading a Consumer Reports that had a decision tree regarding getting a new car. If you are spending a significant time with your mechanic then it might be time to get a new car...* 

Will bicycle to the coffee.
Just finished reading Incognito -- another colleague loaned it to me after going to a diversity workshop conducted by Michael Fosberg. It started off slow but picked up around chapter two. Found this Unclutterer article about when people give up on books interesting.

An article that I never thought about giving up on -- Eve Ensler's Let The Mythical Daddy Die.

*Mechanic forgot to tighten a bolt when he replaced air intake hose. So relieved. The one with the new car gave me a ride to the auto place. Could not face the afternoon humidity on a bicycle. Total bicycle mileage for 7\24: 5.5 miles.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Risky Stuff

Woke up totally knackered.

Sent Patti and email to let her know that I would not be climbing so she decided to go bicycling since the weather is nice.

Told Patti how I ran into this woman at Aldi... Went to pick up two items and scooted my things further down the conveyor belt. The woman thought that I had noticed her scars and said that it didn't hurt much anymore and that's when my eyes fell on the sore on her shoulder and the wicked bruise on her chin. She said that she ran into the back of her friend's bike and tumbled -- helmet-less.

Patti responded -- Bicycling is risky business.

I also sent Patti a picture of my newest burn. Patti -- Ironing is risky business. A.M. ironing is definitely risky for me.

Burn Baby...
At this point, I should confess that I don't wear a helmet while bicycling and this is not a confession: skin is amazing.



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Monday, July 20, 2015

Adjust

Weight of the Rain, Crepe Myrtle
I remember two of The Four Agreements:

Don't make assumptions.

Be impeccable with your word.

Saw something on Joy of Yoga's Facebook page that moved me as well:

The Buddha gives us a skillful checklist:
Is it true?
Is it necessary?
Is it kind?
Is it the right time?


Practiced yoga tonight with Joy at the helm. She likes to have us use a strap to place around the ball of a foot and the back of our head. She calls it a hammock. Oddly enough, it's relaxing. Joy told us to take the time to find some good i.e. if the hammock didn't feel good, adjust.

Of course, I'm a hedonist-in-training so I love to hear stuff about finding something that feels good.

After our final pose, Joy talked about finding wisdom in The Velveteen Rabbit while reading it to her son -- something about not finding your authentic self until your hair has grown thin. LOL, I'll have to check it out of the library.

I'll have to check out Maya Angelou's Life Doesn't Frighten Me At All too. I've always found it moving...

Guess the hammock worked because after Namaste, no one rushed to move. Think we could have all rolled over and gone to sleep.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

The Back Burner

After being on my own at work for over three weeks, I decided to have "Treat Yo Self" Friday.

And how do I treat myself? I got more activewear of course. Headed to JC Penney right after work and got the shirt below in anticipation of walking the 6.29 trail at Forest Park knowing that it was going to be above 90 degrees. Sure, I have an outdated sleeveless shirt but I wanted a new one. Hardly wear sleeveless shirts but I'm trying to stay cool and put my concerns about body scars on the back burner... Actually, I burned myself with the iron on Friday morning so put another check in the scar column.



Alison and I hit the park at 9:30 a.m. and it was already toasty but we marched on and survived. Spotted someone barbecuing and I said that there's no way that I would barbecue on a day like today and Alison said Not unless I had on an ice cube suit.

Segways at rest in front of MO History Museum


Wednesday, July 15, 2015

"Lightness"

Headed to the frenetic outdoor city pool immediately after work yesterday.

Felt so much lighter and at ease. Exercising outdoors really does make a difference. The pool was too crowded to get in proper laps but I didn't get hung up on that. I did water walking when I couldn't find a path...

I'm sure that finishing a task at work also contributed to my feeling of lightness. I've been in my department by my lonesome for almost three weeks. Back-up, where art thou?

I've been remarkably calm during my solo stint. There was an intense moment yesterday but when I returned to me desk, I saw this "moth" at my window and it made be feel better...


There was a break in the weather today so I walked back to work after lunch. It's kind of funny but I don't listen to podcasts until I walk. Ironic that hit play on The Moth's "Farms, Fish Banks and an Iron Roof." One of the storytellers, Lindiwe Majele Sibanda, is from Zimbabwe. Her 80 pound weight gain started when she went to school in London and started eating fast food and drinking sodas. Sibanda's aunt delivers a pivotal smack-down...

This morning I got an e-newsletter which had a picture of me from a yoga event. It's absurd how much weight I've gained back. Damn public yoga events. Ugh, the caged chickens have come home to roost. I cannot believe that I have to start over with this whole weight loss thing again.