Medical advice

Bam - how easy it is to get distracted.

Everything is changing.  Nate officially gave his notice at work.  I'm accepting the offer on our future condo.  I even interviewed this week.  And, we leave for Asia soon.

That's right, folks!  Hopefully, my interview will mean I'm ER bound again.

Going back to the hospital will be greatly helpful in the effort to stay fit and healthy.  Stereotypes exist of floor nurses with very large behinds.  I assure you that in a trauma center this does not hold true.  In my experience, ER employees tend to be more health conscious.  This change of environment should positively impact my overall weight and fitness.  It increases my activity at work and decreases my number of catered lunches.  What a win-win, yay!

One should not be so excited about packed meals and odd work hours, but I am.  We will crash at my sister's which gives me free, unlimited access to her treadmill and a housemate for a running partner.  

Change is terrifying and cathartic.  Here we go!





Reality TV!

Reality TV is definitely one of my guilty pleasures. This is part of why I'd like a treadmill in our future home.  If I'm not providing something positive for my mind, at least I'd be doing something positive for my body.  It's going to happen provided we have enough space!  

I like NBC's The Biggest Loser.  Yes, it has some definite flaws.  I understand that their rapid weight loss is not the ideal way to lose weight.  Also, the militaristic lifestyle is nothing like reality.  Regardless, I tuned in on Monday night for my girl Dani to win this season.  Yay! 

Goals - The Breakdown.

There is power of goal setting and proper planning.  Personally, academically, and professionally I have  been exposed to goal setting paraphernalia.  Most sources agree that when working towards success it is easier to approach many smaller objectives as opposed to one large task.  For example, it is easier to accomplish one week of exercising 30 minutes a day versus a more generic goal of 50 pounds lost.

I want to start setting weekly goals.  They may or may not be fitness related.  I would also like to set a monthly goal.  Each will be evaluated at the end of the designated time later.  This way I can focus on something positive but a little different than the week before.  Then, ideally, the sum of the small efforts will get me closer to the larger end point of health and happiness.  

... I also really like post-its.

This week I want to make a meal plan and follow it for dinner!

It always happens all at once.

It's so hard to keep life balanced when everything changes.  It is almost for sure that Nate and I will be moving and buying our first home.  We want to get a loft condo that still needs the interior finished.  I get to pick the cabinets, not just what I put in them!  

It all becomes so exciting and overwhelming...

Stress.

Stress and I have a working relationship that I can accept most days.  Most of the time, I put my head down and overcome the challenges presented to me.  But, I would argue in some circumstances I choose not to manage it at all.  Rather, I prefer to avoid my stressors while escaping to the security of my bed covers.  My instincts don't scream fight or flight; they scream pizza and a nap! 

This is exactly what happened yesterday at the beginning of a daunting week.  Several things are developing in my life beyond my control.  So, instead of exercising and eating a nutritious dinner, I consciously chose to order pizza and take a nap.  The pizza tasted great and I have never not liked a nap.

Am I sorry?  Yes, a little.  Guilt didn't overwhelm me when I stepped on the scale this morning but I was annoyed.  I control my decisions and my food.  I knew that deep dish pepperoni perfection didn't align with my immediate goals.  I should have balanced my needs for heaven slices with more exercise not less.  Maybe a salad would have sufficed instead of additional pieces of pizza.  Maybe. 

I don't regret indulging, rather I regret over indulging.  

Victory!

 

 

Nate and I have played sand volleyball on Friday nights for over a year.  Our team is placed in a league that competes over several weeks and culminates in a tournament.  On tournament night, we have placed second more times than I can remember.  Finally, after all this time, we won!  And better yet, we get t-shirts as evidence of our success.

 

Fit happens on nights like that.  I played over three hours of volleyball and enjoyed every second. 

 

 



 

Speaking of results, I weighed in the 170s for several days in a row now.  This reaffirms that the weight loss is not a fluke which I always skeptically expect that it is.  Hopefully, this next 8.4 pounds disappears as smoothly!