One problem with gazing too frequently into the past is that we may turn around to find the future has run out on us. [Michael Cibenko]

I have not had much time to myself lately — my life has filled up in such wonderful ways.  First, I was cleared by the state to start volunteering at the shelter.  After a meeting with their volunteer coordinator, I am very excited for an opportunity to begin soon!  Then, I was asked to go full-time at work, which made me very happy and also made me feel appreciated.  Then, I worked out a scenario where I will work a half shit a week at another hospital to take a tiny bit of workload off their shoulders.  Then, I got taken up on my offer to work one or two nights a week at the boarding facility at the store.

My oldest friend in the world had her baby, as did my best friend from college.

Today, we had a meeting at work and I got a very significant raise.  It was intimated to me (while I was speaking to the field directors with whom we each got a private conversation) that my strides toward making a career for myself at the practice and in the company have not gone unnoticed.  It was a very good conversation.

Tomorrow, I have to spend a significant amount of time in the gym to get myself back into routine.  I also need to grocery shop, do laundry, and vacuum and straighten up around here.  Working straight through the week with no days off left me a little backed up.  Oh!  And Netflix as sent me 500 Days of Summer.  I cannot wait to pop that in and watch it!

And for now, I bid you adieu.  Sorry about the intermittent nature of this blog lately.

No one remains quite what he was when he recognizes himself. [Thomas Mann]

I am at the crossroads here of a brand new year, a brand new decade, my first bona fide adult decade, my birthday, and the beginning of the second quarter-century of my life.  Clearly, this is a prime opportunity for change — for my second twenty-five years to be enormously more positive and productive than my first twenty-five.  I am also preparing (again) for a major move; this one will be a return home.  I feel very strongly that I need to be prepared for that.  I cannot return home in this condition; I need to have something to show for myself, my travels, the life I have lived since I left.

The first stage is my health — with that out of whack, nothing else will come together for me and I am very aware of that.  Embracing the Primal Blueprint will go a long way for me.  I will wake up every morning at 6:30 and take the dog for a walk, and I will bring all my clean food and snacks for the day when I go to work.  At lunch I will take a half hour nap instead of hitting up soda or sugar, and after work I will hit the gym before I come home.  Once a week I will do all-out sprints, once a week I will do an intense, short HIIT workout, and twice a week I will lift according to Alwyn Cosgrove’s plan.  After I go home and feed the dog, we will go for a short after-dinner walk, and then I will unwind — because I will be in bed at or before 10:30 pm.  These are not new ideas to those of you who read this blog, and I have to admit that even though I have thought of these things I haven’t implemented them well.  However, I am starting the 30 Day program proposed by Whole9 (previously linked under the now-defunct Urban Gets Diesel) on 1/16 (as in, the day after I eat my slice of birthday cake), and that will help me to cleanse my system and get into the swing of things.  I will just have to adapt from there — putting myself to bed early if I’m tempted to indulge, reminding myself that the inner voice that wants that junk food or pasta is like a little kid begging for Pepsi and Skittles at bedtime, and knowing that I am doing the best thing for myself  by avoiding all the poison I have eaten with unbridled pleasure to this point and hitting all those workouts with delight.

The second arena for change is financial, and there are already a lot of things going on in this arena just eight days into the new year!  First I was asked to work at another hospital part-time, a sort of sharing, which I gladly accepted and was thrilled about.  This somehow triggered my hospital to ask me to go full-time, which I did another happy dance about as I filled out the appropriate form and faxed it in right away.  That same day (two days ago), I got a call from the PetsHotel saying that they would be looking for someone soon and they noticed I’d applied for a job back in November for overnight shifts and would I still be interested?  Yes, yes, yes.  So hopefully soon I will be hearing about that, and that will be one or two overnight shifts a week that I will somehow have to fit into my health and wellness “schedule.”  I am very excited about the prospect of this, and basically sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for a call from the manager there.

All of this will go a long way towards helping me with the resolution to stop wasting so much time on the internet and watching mind-numbing TV.  However, in an effort to spend my time doing meaningful, purposeful things, I will also be volunteering at a children’s shelter not far from here.  I went for a meeting today and am very excited about getting involved there.  Mostly, I am interested in chaperoning fun outings with the little kids, and maybe getting involved once in awhile at bedtime — reading stories, tucking in, things like that.  Today while I was touring, we came across a toddler in his crib who was supposed to be napping but was not — that was the fullest my heart has felt in a long time, with that kid smiling at me and being able to smile back.  I am hoping for lots more of that.

There is also a lot of opportunity for me to work on myself while I am here.  I know that I’ve done a lot of that the past couple years, but now I’m going to focus on it even more.  For me, right now, that means thoroughly exploring my spirituality.  I have a stack of books that I intend to work through one at a time, although I’ve kind of jumped in headfirst and have three underway at the moment, and I’m very interested in following this path and really growing as a person and becoming more who I really am.

And through all of this, I will emerge — vibrant, positive, happy, healthy, financially secure, confident in who I am.

Once I make it back home, there will be more things to tackle and more goals to achieve.  In order to be able to push myself to those limits, I have to first conquer the basics and be very strong in who I am.  The benchmark is birthday to birthday, especially in terms of my health (as in, I will be able to truly gauge how far I’ve come by thinking back on this birthday when I reach my next).  So here we go.  Not only will twenty-six be the best year yet, but it will be a million times better than all the other years combined.

Not only is the universe stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine. [Sir Arthur Eddington]

Again, it’s been a little while since I’ve written.  And I am, unfortunately, going to have to wait to post until later.

Too much is going on in my head, and I can’t let any of it out until I know one way or the other about things.

Sorry!!!

reality check

Tonight over dinner, I tried desperately to tell my mother how well I’m doing here, and how grownup I am, and how it is unfair for her to assume that I am following my own footsteps, repeating patterns and hoping for different outcomes.

I said, I have changed a lot in the past four years.  I have changed a lot in the last two years.

She said, yes, I have grown very callous.

Christmas is a time when you get homesick – even when you’re home. [Carol Nelson]

My mother is here for Christmas, and that is a wonderful thing.  So far there has been lots of laughing and eating and rejoicing and driving around aimlessly (having a “Christmas adventure” that pretty much drove her crazy and ended at Waffle House, where we had quite a gross Christmas dinner).

A recent influx of money has made my life a little easier for a little while, and that is another wonderful thing.

Otherwise, I am very ready for 2010 to commence.  Being the superstitious nilly that I am, I will spent Jan 1 doing what I would like to do for the rest of the year — I will go to the gym and hit the workout hard, and I will begin what I will henceforth refer to as A Very Paleo Year in style.  And I am, quite frankly, very excited about it.  I’m excited to enjoy a brand new decade, a brand new lifestyle, and a brand new age.  Twenty-six, eating and working out the healthiest possible way for me, and enjoying good times.

I am well aware that this will be the best year yet, and I cannot wait for it to begin.

My mother will be here a few more days, and at some point you can look forward to my 2009 recap.  I’m not particularly looking forward to it, but I think it’s very important that I write one up so that at the end of 2010, I can look back and see how far I’ve come!

I’ve cried, and you’d think I’d be better for it, but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine the rest of my life. [Conor Oberst]

This disconnect from Christmas has continued to grow, and has (I think) turned into full blown seasonal depression.  I haven’t gone to the gym in awhile, have pretty much been eating nothing but crap, and I’ve been crying off and on for no reason.  I can only assume that this is because I’m not going home for Christmas.  My mom is coming here, but I will miss my Christmas Eve tradition (that I am missing out on for the second year in a row).  More and more, I miss Christmas music and choir and church concerts and all of that.  I miss egg bagels and cream cheese, I miss driving around aimlessly with friends, I miss being a part of other people’s lives.  It is very hard to rebuild that feeling of home anywhere, let alone try to do it every year.  I can’t take it.

I am sure this will pass.  I have to stop this downward spiral and get back to the gym and back to eating right and back to who I am really trying to become.  I can’t allow myself to succumb.

To focus on the positive side of things: my mom is coming soon.  I’m not sure exactly when, but she will be here to visit for the holidays.  My grandmother is sending me lots of money, in little bits and pieces, and I should now be able to afford to get my living room and dining room set up the rest of the way.  Maybe my tax refund will help me with the bedroom?  I’m not sure yet, honestly.  But I’m hopeful that this place will continue to be a home for me.

At this point, it looks like I may end up pushing school back for another semester.  Trying to squeeze a lot of things into this time period is not working out so well.  I haven’t heard anything about whether or not they got my transcripts, I haven’t heard anything from financial aid, and I haven’t taken my placement tests.  I also realize that this is the week where people start winding down for Christmas, so office hours are going to hell.  And frankly, I don’t feel like going to take a placement test and running from office to office trying to get things worked out by Christmas.  After the new year, I will see where I am.  I’m okay with waiting an extra semester, I guess.  I have to do what I have to do.

Two of my close friends are having babies very soon.  I wish I could be home with them, but instead I will have to be sending out lots of warm feelings and wishes and hopes for quick, relatively painless deliveries!  And presents off online registries, of course!

And after weeks of Watchmen sitting here, waiting to be watched, I can finally send it back and Netflix can resume sending me new movies.  I’m not sure why it took me so long to get to it.  But I did it!

Annnnnnd…that’s all I’ve got.  Sorry.  Hopefully I will feel like writing again soon.

Isn’t it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for – I don’t know what exactly, but it’s something that you don’t mind so much not having at other times. [Kate L. Bosher]

Wreath on the door.  Check.

 

Tree topped with a brand new star.  Check.

[No Pic] Christmas cards purchased.  Check.

So…then where is my Christmas spirit?  I don’t know.  Christmas spirit…no check.

I was out today in the mix of things, and watching people running around to get what they want/need for the season.  That’s the first time I’ve really been out in the stores during this shopping season, because I tend to go after hours if I need anything, and mostly I don’t go out.  I can’t tell you if it’s because I’m alone here, or if it’s because I lost my grandfather this year, or if it’s because I’m just ready to begin my second quarter-century and get this one over with, but I am not feeling it this year.

It makes me miss the Palisades mall, during my college years when I would just wander through the mall and soak in all the Christmas spirit.  Although if I want to be honest, instead of reminiscing, I often felt a disconnect then, too.

I haven’t had a good Christmas since childhood.  But one day, I will have one.

Without health, there is no point. To anything. [Everett Mámor]

I should make this point first: this was never meant to be a health blog.  Sometimes, though, the things going through my head feel safer in there.  It’s easier to talk about health, wellness, this transformation towards a Better Me.

To that end, I’ve abandoned Body for Life.  I’ve identified some new goals (as mentioned in my previous post), and I’ve adopted a plan more suited towards reaching those goals.  Overall, the goal is for me to live a happy and healthy life and to be a different kind of person.  So what I’ve decided to do is actually a combination of Mark Sisson’s general workout scheme but with Alwyn Cosgrove’s prescription for lifting on the appropriate days in the program.  But since I’m well aware that nutrition and sleep plan an important role (thanks, Melissa Urban), I am also taking very seriously the need to get eight hours of sleep a night and eat whole, healthy, real food.  So all of this wonderful, beautiful, important information from all of these highly credible sources are starting to blend for me and it’s all becoming so clear!  I’m very happy.

Because of the nutrition concern (combined with previously mentioned budget concerns), I spent time today planning out menus for the next two weeks and using them to create a very detailed shopping list.  Beyond that, I won’t be standing in line at Walmart (or Bilo, Publix, or Whole Foods) for the next two weeks.  One big shopping trip.  Two big cooking sessions.  Food for two weeks.  Done. =)

The meal plan is very exciting to me.  Baby stepping into serious nutritional changes, there is not a single stitch of grain, nor grain of sugar, nor bottle of soda in my meal plan.  I have not decided to give up dairy — Rachel’s yogurt is delicious, rich in Omega 3’s, and will feel very indulgent, helping me to stick to the junk food cheat day embargo.  I’ve planned for one a night, as a dessert.  So if I’m finally embracing the principles I know to be true (I will give you the nutritional bankruptcy of grains any day), what the hell will I actually eat?

Turkey and egg scramble with spinach and tomato is my go-to breakfast.  It’s easy to make a big batch and split up, it’s delicious, and I genuinely enjoy it.  Being able to have that for breakfast is like a touchstone, one thing that won’t change.  Can you believe I already love a dish that is completely Paleo/primal/dino-chow friendly?  I will enjoy it daily, with coconut water.  Of course, coffee with coconut milk will be permitted to turn me from sleepy grouch to relatively nice human being, since there’s no more soda!  I will be snacking on nuts and raisins, and then enjoying tuna salad (with dried cranberries and apples, omg yum) on celery sticks for lunch.  In the afternoon I’ll have some turkey chili, and for dinner it will be oregano chicken with a salad and some tea.  Post-dinner will be one of the many delicious flavors of yogurt and a cup of Emergen-C Lite, again per recommendations of Melissa Urban in regards to managing cortisol and dealing with stress and “life stuff.”

Week two will feature snacks of apple slices with raw almond butter, turkey patty lunches with tomato and avocado slices, an afternoon snack of cucumber salad (thanks to Mel Joulwan, who often has amazing recipes in her blog), and a dinner of spaghetti squash with ground turkey tomato sauce.  That’s right, I am finally going to try out spaghetti squash.  I have wanted to for years, and found an excellent recipe for sauce that sounds pretty interesting, and so two weeks from now is the week.  ;)

While I know I need to embrace whole foods, for now I’m sticking to Myoplex AdvantEdge and a banana post workout.  There are a lot of changes already happening, and those are tweaks that will come a little further down the road.  Foregoing the pasta, bread, sugar, and junk will be going a long way.  And giving up soda will probably keep my brain pretty occupied for at least the next two weeks as I fight off the angry toddler in my head throwing hissy fit after hissy fit about wanting some Diet Coke.

Maybe one day it will end up on my healthy/f off scale.  But that will be in much smaller amounts than what I currently indulge in!

The important thing is to strive towards a goal which is not immediately visible. That goal is not the concern of the mind, but of the spirit. [Antoine de Saint-Exupéry]

My goals for 2010 are in nice and early, to give myself a little extra time to reach them.  These goals are concrete, measurable, and…well, not entirely in reach at the moment, but not so far off that I won’t be able to get there through perseverance and methodical planning.  So, without further adieu, and for the whole world to witness, here are the goals for 2010.  [drum roll please]

  1. My weight will reach 150.
  2. I will be able to run two miles in 15:36.
  3. I will be able to do fifty pushups in two minutes.
  4. I will be able to do eighty sit-ups in two minutes.

For those of you to whom these goals sound familiar…I cannot confirm or deny any further upcoming plans or goals.  All I can do is list the goals I have at the moment, and give you a picture of the kind of condition I will be in a year from now (honestly, hopefully much sooner).  I have a lot of methods of reaching these goals, including aforementioned workout tweaks and some behavioral tweaks (bedtime no later than 10 pm, 5 am alarm for a 5:30 workout daily).  The biggest change, though, is going to be that I am finally going to embrace Paleo living.  No grains, no sugar, no processed foods, no soda and no artificial sweeteners.  I have ambitions and places to get to, and I’m interested in hopping on the highway.  This is the one time in my life when I am not interested in and will not be taking the windy, curvy back roads.

Decisions have been made, excuses will be checked at the door.

 I understand that I have made similar posts in the past.  However, I have not done so with this amount of fervor — I haven’t had this set of goals to make this kind of fire burn in my belly.  When I am faced with the (inevitable) cravings and internal monologue of whining, I will remind myself of the why so I can endure the how.  And I will also remember that those cravings and whining are like a three-year-old asking for candy before bed — it’s not even a question.  No.  Ridiculous.  I read about that technique in one of the fitness blogs I read, and I think it may help me more than anything else.  I picture a lot of internal battles: “But I want some pasta!!!!”  “I’m sure you do, pasta is yummy.  But it’s not for you; not now.”

When I reach these goals, maybe I’ll adopt an Urban Gets Diesel “Healthy/F-Off Scale.”  Maybe I will go with Mark Sisson’s “80/20” principle.  Maybe I will genuinely love all the healthy veggies and fruits and meats and nuts and seeds, and I will stop craving all the pasta and soda and sugar!!  That is (obviously) the actual point of doing this.  That way, when I do indulge, it will be brief and it will be with the understanding that I will feel like junk afterwards.

So there is the outline for what I’ll be working on in 2010.  I am confident it will be my most auspicious year thus far.

What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it. [Antoine de Saint-Exupéry]

  1. Marry the right person.  This one decision will determine 90% of your happiness or misery.
  2. Work at something you enjoy and that’s worthy of your time and talent.
  3. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
  4. Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.
  5. Be forgiving of yourself and others.
  6. Be generous.
  7. Have a grateful heart.
  8. Persistence, persistence, persistence.
  9. Discipline yourself to save money on even the most modest salary.
  10. Treat everone you meet like you want to be treated.
  11. Commit yourself to constant improvement.
  12. Commit yourself to quality.
  13. Understand that happiness is not based on possessions, power, or prestige, but on relationships with people you love and respect.
  14. Be loyal.
  15. Be honest.
  16. Be a self starter.
  17. Be decisive even if it means you’ll sometimes be wrong.
  18. Stop blaming others — take responsibility.
  19. Be bold and courageous.
  20. Take good care of those you love.
  21. Don’t do anything that wouldn’t make your mom proud.
    [H. Jackson Brown, Jr.]

Ever since I found this list, I have adopted it (along with Desiderata) as a personal code of conduct of sorts.  Tonight, I added it to my Control Journal as the first page.  So when I open the book, I am reminded of general principles of living.  The bold one is bolded because that has been (for the most part) the goal of my life thus far, even before finding that list.  My failures in this arena have been few, but major, and what is always the most painful about each failure is the feeling that I have let my mother down.

Things are coming together bit by bit for me here, and I am finding that I like it.  Ideas for my future (not necessarily new ideas) abound, and I am feeling better than I have in a long, long time.  My workouts are great (I’ve transitioned into more multijoint exercises than isolations, and today I even threw in some plyometrics and did walking lunges around the perimeter of my gym as part of my “hamstring” workout) — obviously, I am straying a bit from Body for Life programming by making these changes.  I’m okay with that.  The program is great and has gotten me good results so far, but I am tweaking to bring myself great results and to prepare myself for the next program.

While I originally intended to do three BFL cycles, I will be moving into programming done by Alwyn Cosgrove when this first cycle is over.  This is an executive decision meant to prepare me for what comes next.  Alwyn includes a lot more functional training and multijoint work, and I am hoping for quick gains in strength and muscle and relatively rapid fat loss.  Because I want to be ready for what comes next: important discussions about the future.  Maybe even asking what I can do, not what can be done for me.

I am at a point in life where I feel like things I once thought would never be in reach are closer every moment.  And that is beautiful.

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