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Sunday, August 5, 2012
Weekend Recap
Most important things first: my phone fell in a toilet last night.
Obviously, I was devastated, heartbroken, UNABLE TO FUNCTION. I snatched it out immediately, switched it off, and hoped for the best. Being the rather impatient person I am, I turned it on to check how it was doing this morning and it appears to work fine. I immediately turned it off again and it's living in a bag of rice for a day or so. I feel naked without it.
(Note: This event may delay photo challenge postings. You are warned.)
Other than this catastrophic incident, this weekend has been rather lovely. And I so needed a lovely weekend.
Yesterday featured yoga and grocery shopping before it was even 11:00AM. Productivity, cheeeck. I then traveled up to my parents' house in Santa Barbara and arrived to find my mother had pulled out a dozen or so shirts and dresses for me to try on, as I had whined to her about my utter lack of clothes options.
And everything fit. EVERYTHING. I could not fucking believe it, my mother is a miniature little slip and the fact that I can wear her clothes just about blows. My. Mind. I ended up with some great work tops, two adorable dresses, and a jacket, all for free! I just love hand me downs. And I just love my mother.
Then it was time for Fiesta, a Santa Barbara tradition celebrating confetti and margaritas and tacos. I got to spend time with my besties + a boyfriend, and had a cheeseburger, got a little drunk, and stayed totally within my points. It feels amazing to indulge in a planned way like that, and is so much more satisfying!
Today, there was girly brunch with the BFF, laundry and Olympics-watching with my daddy, and soon I will hit the road back to Los Angeles.
Technically it's a "rest day" for me...but I may end up going to yoga tonight anyway. 'Cause why not!?
Obviously, I was devastated, heartbroken, UNABLE TO FUNCTION. I snatched it out immediately, switched it off, and hoped for the best. Being the rather impatient person I am, I turned it on to check how it was doing this morning and it appears to work fine. I immediately turned it off again and it's living in a bag of rice for a day or so. I feel naked without it.
(Note: This event may delay photo challenge postings. You are warned.)
Other than this catastrophic incident, this weekend has been rather lovely. And I so needed a lovely weekend.
Yesterday featured yoga and grocery shopping before it was even 11:00AM. Productivity, cheeeck. I then traveled up to my parents' house in Santa Barbara and arrived to find my mother had pulled out a dozen or so shirts and dresses for me to try on, as I had whined to her about my utter lack of clothes options.
And everything fit. EVERYTHING. I could not fucking believe it, my mother is a miniature little slip and the fact that I can wear her clothes just about blows. My. Mind. I ended up with some great work tops, two adorable dresses, and a jacket, all for free! I just love hand me downs. And I just love my mother.
Then it was time for Fiesta, a Santa Barbara tradition celebrating confetti and margaritas and tacos. I got to spend time with my besties + a boyfriend, and had a cheeseburger, got a little drunk, and stayed totally within my points. It feels amazing to indulge in a planned way like that, and is so much more satisfying!
Today, there was girly brunch with the BFF, laundry and Olympics-watching with my daddy, and soon I will hit the road back to Los Angeles.
Technically it's a "rest day" for me...but I may end up going to yoga tonight anyway. 'Cause why not!?
Saturday, August 4, 2012
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Friday, August 3, 2012
The Downside
There are probably a handful of downsides to losing weight. I'm not going to sit here thinking of them all, but I'm sure they exist.
Only one of them is giving me trouble tonight, though.
Now that I've started to really notice some drastic changes in myself, and take note of them, it's like I am seeing myself in a different light. And in that light, I'm finding new and exciting flaws to criticize!
Like, my head? Is kind of small. And my ribcage? Is weirdly big. Et cetera.
I know, I know. I hate myself too. But I will take comfort in the fact that some things haven't changed, and some have gotten better.
Like, I still have a pretty great rack.
Only one of them is giving me trouble tonight, though.
Now that I've started to really notice some drastic changes in myself, and take note of them, it's like I am seeing myself in a different light. And in that light, I'm finding new and exciting flaws to criticize!
Like, my head? Is kind of small. And my ribcage? Is weirdly big. Et cetera.
I know, I know. I hate myself too. But I will take comfort in the fact that some things haven't changed, and some have gotten better.
Like, I still have a pretty great rack.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
August Accountability
So, thus far, posting things to my blog in attempts to make myself accountable has not really worked out as well as I'd hoped. I thought that maybe if I posted my goals, I'd feel some sort of pressure to achieve them. But as always, any sort of pressure just makes me rebel against myself. Telling myself that I HAVE to do something is as good as ensuring that I will not do it.
I'm sort of tragically ambitious. I love lists, and plans, and schedules. And I think big. Grand impressive goals and achievements. Self-challenges. A life of purpose. For years I've made these outlines and charted my to-dos and swore that oh yes, yes I will. But you know, in the end, I don't do anything. All the activities I put on my Google Calendar get deleted one by one as I sink into being totally fucking lazy.
Can I claim this as sort of mental illness? Can I get drugs for it? Or a slap in the face?
That Seven Day challenge didn't happen for a month. I did not run once nor do any of my weights DVDs in July. I have not cooked, much. I've barely picked up a book. Tech detox, meh. I make these goals, and I have every intention of following through on them, and then I just...don't.
What's up with that?
I have a plan for August. I was going to keep it to myself, so if I fail miserably there is no one to judge me, but what the hell, right? Let us share.
In July, I made it to yoga 11 times, which averages out to about 3x/week which is not terrible. In August, I plan to be active 18 days out of the month, whether it's yoga, walking/running, or a Zumba class with the deal I just bought to a dance studio.
I have scheduled it all out, and have some rest days already penciled in (like, you know, when I'm hungover in Vegas). Then I've allotted myself 5 "skip days" to use as I choose throughout the month, when I'm feeling particularly lazy or if life gets in the way. (Life never gets in the way, I have no life.)
So far this month, I'm right on track. IE, I went to yoga yesterday.
GIMME A GOLD STAR AND A COOKIE.
I'm sort of tragically ambitious. I love lists, and plans, and schedules. And I think big. Grand impressive goals and achievements. Self-challenges. A life of purpose. For years I've made these outlines and charted my to-dos and swore that oh yes, yes I will. But you know, in the end, I don't do anything. All the activities I put on my Google Calendar get deleted one by one as I sink into being totally fucking lazy.
Can I claim this as sort of mental illness? Can I get drugs for it? Or a slap in the face?
That Seven Day challenge didn't happen for a month. I did not run once nor do any of my weights DVDs in July. I have not cooked, much. I've barely picked up a book. Tech detox, meh. I make these goals, and I have every intention of following through on them, and then I just...don't.
What's up with that?
I have a plan for August. I was going to keep it to myself, so if I fail miserably there is no one to judge me, but what the hell, right? Let us share.
In July, I made it to yoga 11 times, which averages out to about 3x/week which is not terrible. In August, I plan to be active 18 days out of the month, whether it's yoga, walking/running, or a Zumba class with the deal I just bought to a dance studio.
I have scheduled it all out, and have some rest days already penciled in (like, you know, when I'm hungover in Vegas). Then I've allotted myself 5 "skip days" to use as I choose throughout the month, when I'm feeling particularly lazy or if life gets in the way. (Life never gets in the way, I have no life.)
So far this month, I'm right on track. IE, I went to yoga yesterday.
GIMME A GOLD STAR AND A COOKIE.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
August Photo Challenge
Since the start of this here little blog, I've been posting old, favorite photographs of beautiful moments under the tag Visual Memories, and have tried to offer plenty of other colorful images for your viewing pleasure.
I love pictures. I love taking them. I have no real artistic skills and zero training, I use a standard digital camera (or sometimes just my iPhone) and cheap editing software (or you know, Instagram), but I do love it. And I need to do more of it.
I've seen a variety of blogs recently doing photo-a-day challenges A full month of photo assignments, with a different instruction for each day, like "your breakfast" or "self portrait". I've seen a ton of different lists, and over at Fat Mum Slim there's a new one for every month. The August list is here, but I'm really more drawn to the list for July.
I'll be posting at least one picture a day from one of these two lists, if not both! I was going to make the challenge a bit more difficult by requiring myself to use my "real" camera, not my iPhone...but let's start small, shall we?
Hopefully this challenge will spark my creativity and remind me to take more photos, as well as bring a little more color to my blog! I hope to post daily, but I might get behind if I'm out of town or something...or you know, if I get a bit forgetful. 'Cause of the drugs.
See you back here later for Day #1!
I love pictures. I love taking them. I have no real artistic skills and zero training, I use a standard digital camera (or sometimes just my iPhone) and cheap editing software (or you know, Instagram), but I do love it. And I need to do more of it.
I've seen a variety of blogs recently doing photo-a-day challenges A full month of photo assignments, with a different instruction for each day, like "your breakfast" or "self portrait". I've seen a ton of different lists, and over at Fat Mum Slim there's a new one for every month. The August list is here, but I'm really more drawn to the list for July.
I'll be posting at least one picture a day from one of these two lists, if not both! I was going to make the challenge a bit more difficult by requiring myself to use my "real" camera, not my iPhone...but let's start small, shall we?
Hopefully this challenge will spark my creativity and remind me to take more photos, as well as bring a little more color to my blog! I hope to post daily, but I might get behind if I'm out of town or something...or you know, if I get a bit forgetful. 'Cause of the drugs.
See you back here later for Day #1!
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