Category: Life (page 2 of 3)

Yoga

“Zalary, relax your neck.”  “Zalary, relax your face.”  “Zalary, this isn’t an academic problem for you to solve.”  These are things my yoga teacher admonishes while I attempt to ‘hold’ or ‘relax into’ a pose.

I’m not sure if I’m an easy read, or she just has my number.  But glob flabbit are these are things I need to remember outside of yoga.

(I never thought I would do yoga seriously, or have a yoga teacher.  The reasons I resist it are the reasons I need it.  Ugh.)

SmartPoints

I know quite a few people have talked about the new WeightWatchers SmartPoint system, but I’ve been following it since Christmas day and I feel like weighing in (hah!).

If you’re not familiar, I’ve been successfully maintaining a 50lb weight loss that started with WW in 2010.  Whatever combination of eating and running I have been doing over the past 5 years has worked pretty well for me.  But winter and stress and a bunch of trips to Florida were slightly eroding my happy weight cushion, so I freaked out a little and joined WW again on the spur of the moment on Christmas day.  I knew they had a new points program that wasn’t sugar-friendly and I was okay with that.  In fact, I welcomed it.

However, after a month on the program, I think it may be time for an early break-up, despite my 3-month pre-payment.

There are so good things about the program for sure:  I really like that fruits and veggies are now ‘free,’ even in recipes.  The ‘points’ vs calories mentality works for me.  There is a really lovely community and some great blogs that focus on WW-friendly food.

But for me, there are a few negatives that I can’t seem to overcome.  Mainly that the way the points are weighted, I cannot eat even close to my normal diet without going over points for the day.  And those are on days when I eat in a way I consider to be healthy and balanced.  Like today (not today, but the day I wrote this).

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I mean, it’s certainly not a perfect diet, and I could use a little more fruit and veg in there, but it’s not bad for me.

However, the thing that I find untenable is that if I eat this way, I’m going over my daily points by a few, meaning there is very little wiggle room for something like a big lunch out or a margarita (or two).  And that’s not sustainable for me.

I’m also under 1000 calories for the day and while I try not to get super caught up in that, if I’m eating decently and feel full, but that’s on the low end, even for weight loss.  And I’ve tracked my points vs my calories over a few days, and it generally shakes out this way.

I’m currently down a few pounds and back into my happy zone and maintaining.  I would still like to lose a bit more, so maybe I should try to eat WW’s way, but honestly, I’m probably not going to.

So there you go, the most boring WW/calorie comparison review on the internet today.

Coming and Going

Somehow I can always sleep on the flight ‘to’ somewhere, but hardly ever on the flight back home. I meant to blog from Florida, but we see how well that went, heh. There is just too much other stuff to do, and I spent any time online trying to do some bits of work. Anyway, not sorry.

Florida was lovely. Mom and I went shopping – like shoes and clothes and housewares and ooh look at this stuff on clearance shopping. It was fantastic. And we also watched the Minions movie together. And we solved a bunch of sodukos together and we are out and ate in and visited my granny and ran out of time for all the stuff we wanted to do. But I’m scheduling my next trip already which makes it a tiny bit less painful to go.

And Melanie came! And we had fancy beach view brunch with mom and she got to meet more of my family and everyone just adores her which makes me so happy. After being BFF for such a long time, and not even meeting til like year 12, it’s been nice to see her twice in the past year.

I said on Instagram this morning “No matter which direction I’m going, I always hate to leave.” But that also means that no matter which direction I’m going, I love coming back.

Blackstar

I mean to post, and then I don’t. Sharing is strange because I used to share so much that I forget I don’t actually share that much anymore.

I’ve had a couple of really good runs lately, which I’m incredible grateful for.

Today, along with the rest of the world, I learned of David Bowie’s passing and it hurt my heart. If David fucking Bowie can’t beat cancer what chance do the rest of us have?

But I listened to Blackstar while I ran today and while I felt sad I also felt comforted.

We come and we stay a while and we join the stars and we live on in the hearts of those that loved us. 

And that’s not so bad, really. Right?

  

Second of January

We spent most of this morning working on the bathroom. We needed to recaulk the tub, which led to some serious cleaning, which led to some tossing of junk which led to laundry and the shower curtain rod falling when we tried to put the curtain back up. So, basically, a typical day in home improvement.

But then I got to go shopping for new bathroom things which was fun. $50 and 8 hours later and the master bath is in much better shape.  I’m constantly reminded to be grateful.

Today I’m grateful to have a nice cozy house and money to fix problems as they arise. 

Live like a mighty river

Happy New Year! It’s an arbitrary fresh start. And, hey, I’m all for it.

On Wednesday, after a 30 minute run dropped my phone battery from 85% to 12% my husband said we should buy me a new phone. And of course I didn’t argue. So I got the new 6s which is bigger and has taken some getting used to, but the screen size is nice when I’m playing on it

Last night we rang in the new year with drinks and pizza and a really terrible horror movie called ‘Deadly Friend’ and then we watched 80s videos into the morning, pausing for a few minutes to make sure we kissed our way into the new year.

I don’t really feel like looking back too much into 2015, it was a decent year with the glaring exception of my mom’s cancer diagnosis. That basically shaped a lot of everything in 2015. But she is currently doing pretty well and I spent a lot of time with her and have plans to spend even more in the coming year. And I’ll never stop praying for a miracle or being grateful for every day I get with her. (That was more than I even wanted to say about the whole thing, but there it is.)

I haven’t come up with any real goals for 2016. I just want to be more present and more whole. I want to connect more with people. More time with friends and family, more travel, more living with intention.

Last night, my best friend linked to Ted Hughes’ letter to his (and Sylvia Path’s) son Nicholas, which ended as follows:

And that’s how we measure out our real respect for people—by the degree of feeling they can register, the voltage of life they can carry and tolerate—and enjoy. End of sermon. As Buddha says: live like a mighty river. And as the old Greeks said: live as though all your ancestors were living again through you.

And so that, my friends, is my intention for 2016. To live like a mighty river.