Weight Issues – Diet ? What’s that??
Okay – so I was perusing photobucket, my secret link to all fun pics, quotes, and moving craziness, and I came across this saying. It’s true and that’s scary.
Those of you who know me know that I’m not a small girl. In fact, I’m a bigger girl, though I like to think I carry it well. My weight fluctuates depending on the time of the year, and depending on my depression level. I’ll admit it – I eat when I’m depressed, and unfortunately, when I’m bored. It’s not a good thing, but I’m a DARN good cook when I want to be, and I won’t deny myself the loveliness that comes from my kitchen.
My issue is that I don’t exercise enough. I actually had this conversation recently. If I could get my lazy arse to the gym, or up at an early enough hour to actually do some cardio damage, I could be in good shape again. I’ve done it before, and actually enjoy it, but I’m not very motivated at this point in my life to get out and do it. I want to, and I know I should, but I haven’t made it a priority. Why is that? All the television shows, magazines, movies and internet advertisements have pictures of pretty, skinny, in-shape women displayed in every way, shape and manner, but yet, I am not doing my best to assimilate.
Am I trying to be anti-establishment? Am I a rebel? Sure. That, and I’m just lazy, darn it. I guess I have to change that. I will keep you updated on my progress. Monday will start a new hell – I will wake up earlier and walk or hit the fitness area in my complex. I’ll have to let you know how that goes. Ugh.
White Water Rafting – Do it.
I have one thing to say – WATER!!! I have to give you all the heads up. The best place in the world, the Disney World for rafters who don’t have access to real rivers, and the Olympic training HQ in NC for elite white water rafters, the US National Whitewater Center, home to rafting, kayaking, ropes courses, and yes, a Zip-line, should be on everyone’s to do list. I’m telling you this because I think I know what’s best for you and yes, because I had a kick-ass time there Monday, Memorial Day, in remembrance of a day off without obligations. Actually, a friend wanted to go to celebrate her wedding anniversary, so we took the crew and headed to the H2O.
This experience is well worth the $39 cost for 1/2 hour of training and 1.5 hours of white water ridiculousness. You first go over the “kiddie” slopes – or just less white water, and still get pretty soaked if you’re like me, and get to sit in the front, and then you go over the “big boy” section where you still get pretty soaked and darn near lose your companions. It’s truly a great time, lots of laughs, and some good exercise. My legs were appreciating the workout, and my arms were feeling quite buff from paddling, but my stomach was the worst from laughing at the folks in my boat and the crazy river guide who got randomly assigned to our boat. Don’t worry, he only did one backflip off the back of the raft, and no, he didn’t pull the kid into the water, though I though that would have been TOTALLY worth it. Check out the site: http://www.usnwc.org/ - maybe you’ll want to come with us the next time. YES – there WILL be a next time……
The Needle – rockin’ my world
I like to consider myself something of a music addict. I absolutely LOVE music – need music, have to have music, pretty much all the time – work, driving, home, sleeping, cooking, makin’ sweet naughty loves….yeah – I like music.
This newest blog – The Needle, http://needlemusic.wordpress.com/, will satiate all of you who thirst for the beat as much as I do. They cover pretty much everything and anything – it’s all fair game, and they give honest opinions – which I particularly appreciate. I get tired of being spoonfed everything that the label execs thing is hip and cool. Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy a little pop tart once in a while, but I also appreciate some soulful longing and extreme bass. That doesn’t necessarily appeal to the masses.
Check it out – leave comments, they appreciate it, and it’s just the right thing to do.
This crazy life
Since I’m such a loser this week at posting, I thought I’d go on an all-out post spree. Hold on to your pants boys and girls, today is going to be blog-production day. I know you’re excited. Try and contain yourselves….. welcome to my mind.
Telling the Truth
I understand that the truth can be a powerful thing, and that some folks are afraid of it, but I’m of a mind that the majority of the world tries its best to avoid the truth. Why is that?
I have learned, in my world travels and general dilemmas that things tend to work out better in the end if we just tell the truth. My daughter is still learning this cherished lesson, but it appears that grownups are just as bad as those we are attempting to teach.
My problem this fine day, is that the esteemed office I work in is full of people who work, to whatever degree of difficulty, with the assumption that things are not going CHANGE. Inevitably, in life, things change. I’ve said it before and I’m fairly certain I will say it again. That’s how it works with us human beings, we EVOLVE. Additionally, the concept of CHANGE will cause certain individuals to shake, shiver, quake, spasm, and ultimately deny that it is a possibility. Again, I ask why is that?
My situation is a perilous one, in that I have been assigned a task that involves asking the culture of the office to change. There is a degree of pessimism adopted by the rest of the crew being charged with this daunting feat, justifiably. I try and maintain a suggestion of optimism but it is incredibly wearing, because the understanding is that there will be no change and that the powers that be will not reinforce said changes. Once again, why is that?
Don’t you think that management would support the effort expended on reviewing and suggesting feasible changes to an office overcome with frustration and strife? I would. Who knows? This is an on-going conundrum that may or may not flourish into anything even workable. I guess I’ll just stick to my day job of processing multitudes of data on a daily basis and watch the show. Unfortunately for them, I will continue telling the truth, and maybe they will see it – maybe they won’t. Maybe they will just quit asking my opinion.
