Blah! Blah! Blah!

I haven’t written for a while. I’m tired! I’m cranky! I’m bored! I want somebody else to make it all better. I don’t want to do this and I don’t want to do that and I don’t want to eat anything healthy. I’m having a full on temper tantrum so I am going to sit and stew about it. OK it isn’t really all that bad. It’s just the fall is my time of the year when I feel my best and I haven’t been feeling my best and I don’t want to take responsibility for it yet. I would rather blame it all on the construction next door (12 hours a day, 7 days a week and their generator running slobs that drove a cement truck back and forth over my lawn and they put the porta-potty under my bedroom window so I smell it.) Also I hurt my back showing off. Usually when things go bad I figure they are unlikely to get worse so I get a little happy. This time I am just wallowing in the sh*t or at least smelling it (OK, I made them move the pooper).

Emergency Relief Fund Needed

We thank you for your past support in donating $100 each month to our important cause for the betterment and beautification of a small group of fellow Torontonians. We appreciate that you have only visited the facility that one time to sign up and gain a tour and yet you somehow snagged a coveted eye height non-breeze-way permanent locker. You are a very lucky individual! In exchange for your donation you can take pride in knowing that other less apathetic or possible more desperate or organized individuals can know and fully understand the pain of DOMS first hand.

Noticing and Naming Journal

So, I’m taking this “Mindset Makeover” course right now that will make my biggest asset (my mind! Not my sarcastic mouth!) even more shiny and beautiful than it is already. I started it a little skeptical because really who is going to tell me anything I don’t already know! I was pretty certain that I don’t talk negatively to myself and blah, I don’t really want to spend time journaling particularly as I can’t read my own writing. Well, you know how it is “the pride comes before a fall”. You know the original quote is “Pride goeth before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.” Proverbs, 16:18.  Destruction?  Dramatic much?

My Garden Pimple

Hey All!! Well I was on staycation last week. You would think I would have had no problems writing up a few posts for this site, but NO! I did my usual. I made big lists of chores and then ignored them and read books and watched movies instead. Then on the last 3 days of my vacation I tried to get all the high priority jobs done. I surprised myself! I went outside and did some gardening for 45 minutes then I gave myself and hour to cool down as I am a real sweaty girl. Then a half hour of housework and back outside for another 45 minutes and so on. I had some false starts. I first tried to saw tree limbs by hand. That was a bad idea so the first evening I went out and got a CHAIN SAW! YEAHHHHHH! I actually do know how to use one and even repair it. I was a little disappointed at how often the chain needs to be adjusted. Hopefully as it ages the chain will stop stretching so much. Anyway it was fun to be the Master of Destruction on my pile of fallen tree branches. I … Continue reading

The April Fool!

I really need this winter thing to be over. I know other people have said it but I am just putting the exclamation point on that sentence. I am feeling a little lost right now as The MEGA MEGA Mega-thon thon thon is over and Havva “The Canadian Goddess” won the rowing race. Diane “The Pink Wonder Woman” raised the most money so they both received plastic trophies although I noticed Diane’s looked a little busted. They will punish me if I don’t mention that they raised over $11,000. I participated in the Mega-CycleFit and the Mega-AquaFit and now I have Mega- sore joints. Well truthfully just my right butt cheek hurts today. I must limp or something because I always get a pain there when I do too much.

Inner Food Bully

Well, I’m several weeks into my new routine.  I still haven’t seen much happiness from the scale, but I am using a different scale so that could be a factor.  I look a little different so something is going on as a result of the extra exercise.  With 2 hours of swimming 5 days a week I have gotten kind of dried out and itchy and my hair is going all tumble weed on me.  I do feel better as my joints are happier with all the water work.  I guess I need to stop whining about the scale and realize what a big deal it is to feel better! The whining has resulted in me realizing how messed up my relationship with food is.  I have been extra anxious about eating right since what I have been eating wasn’t resulting in weight loss.  Well guess what happens when I am all anxious about food?

Anxiety

Hey there! I have decided to deal with my backlog of half-finished blog postings.  Ugh!  Most of these articles just spin around all over the place never getting anywhere.  Others have a good idea but I just don’t seem to be able to get the entirety of the idea out of my head and stuck onto a page in some sort of coherent manner.  Hmm I was about to say I should have paid attention in English class but, I don’t remember ever being taught how to write.  I remember being taught how to write different types of poetry and learning the parts of an essay.  Oh right I probably wasn’t paying attention and that’s why I don’t remember.  Yeah, all I cared about was if there was an assignment and how many words did they want.

Canadian Thanksgiving muddle!

Well this post is kind of off topic.  Maybe I should put it under  the category of mental health and fitness or stress management or aging without dignity.  I did something foolish.  I do a lot of foolish things actually but usually they don’t bite me in the butt as hard as this one. Here is the story.  You may have noticed that in Canada this weekend is a long weekend because it is Thanksgiving here.  I was invited down to my father’s house to celebrate with him and family on his side of his family.  It was also my 50th birthday last week and I was expecting some extra fuss to be made over me.  On that topic the YMCA ladies know how to make a proper fuss over a birthday gal!!!!  Thanks again to everybody!