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?
So, today I was reading an article about anxiety on the internet written by some doctor. For all I know he could have a doctorate in basket weaving. I didn’t check. Anyway it was the usual thing where they describe your situation perfectly and tell you there is an easy cure and even though other experts have said do this or that, they have a better way. As soon as you see the word easy your thinking “How much money do you want?”. Next the article goes off on a tangent giving you examples and background information and then back to the message that they have the cure. Your eyes are starting to glaze over at this point and you’re ready to give up. Just give me the punch line or tell me what you really want. Stop wasting my time. This article did something different that made me laugh.
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?
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.
So drink Water! Water! Water! I knew it was going to be hot today, but I was still surprised this morning when I walked out my front door into a wall a stagnant, hot, wet air and I was still in the shade. At one point during my trip I passed a gas station and I could actually taste the gasoline in my mouth. Blehh!!!
Bah Humbug! I don’t make New Year’s resolutions. I have found that I work best setting daily goals and assessing how I did as I wait to fall asleep each night. If I feel I came up short on a day then I try to push a little more the next day. If that doesn’t happen, I’m fine with it I just start fresh and forget the past. I know it seems like the slackers life plan but it works for me. I find even weekly goals are too far away and vacuous. Using visual representations for my goals like a gold star for each job completed or a monetary reward just doesn’t grab me. I can be a competitive person in the moment and that can help me in a tough workout but generally I don’t care who wins the race or gets the prize. Don’t think that didn’t drive some of my coaches crazy. My daily goal is just to stay in my healthy routine and once the routine is solid experiment with some additions or subtractions. When things got too far off the rails go back to the basics and get the routine running solid again.
Logically I know that I have problems with stress and anxiety. Emotionally? Illogically? Psychotically? Living in stress is a place I know, I understand and I feel comfortable. When I have a deadline buzz going on I am focused and racing and in the moment and producing. I enjoy the adrenaline and testing of my abilities right up until I realize I will not meet the deadline or the project is finished and now what.
Hey everybody! Therese agreed to write another article for my blog! Therese is that gal who’s voice usually rings out loud and clear when you are pussy footing around a problem and getting no place. She just cuts right through all the baloney and says “Why don’t you just …?” And I say “Oh … yeah that will work.” Solutions with no drama! Feel free to use that one on your business card Therese. The Art of Conversation According to Therese Lane I am finding out for probably the first time in my life, that contrary to my belief, people can actually converse, listen, laugh and tolerate me without any ulterior motives. I in turn am learning that (a), I basically like most people and (b) it is okay to ask for…almost anything really. So did I think that there was a school that taught this “fine art”? Obviously I did! I have noticed that there are no actual rules or regulations and that it is quite painless to just be myself. There is a saying that “You believe you are what you are told you are” so if like myself you grew up being told you’re useless and worthless, then … Continue reading