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Topics covered in today’s musing:

1. Fitness and Weight Loss Update
2. Five more random facts
3. And….. a surprise topic! (Aren’t you excited??)

Fitness & Weight Loss Update

Let’s get the boring topic out of the way, shall we?… Down 32 pounds (woo) and back to running after a little incident involving the knee area (hoo). I’m finding that I’m starting to look forward to exercise these days – which is a shocker… as I do enjoy my couch/laptop/tv time. 

Current issue: Running reeeeeeeeeeeally slow – feel like a snail. Pretty sure what I’m doing is called jogging and not running, but I refuse to put on a sweat band and striped short shorts, so screw you Richard Simmons! I’m a runner!

Five More Random Facts

1. When I was 24 I accepted a job in Seattle (I lived in CA) and didn’t tell my boyfriend at the time until a few days before I was scheduled to leave. Actually, I didn’t even tell him. We were at a party and my friend Peter said something like “we’ll miss you when you leave!”… I had to come clean at the party that I was leaving and one of the reasons was because I wanted to break up with him – good thing there was alcohol!
2. The movie ET still scares me… that thing is shiny and wrinkly and it speaks in a scary “i’m gonna eeeeeaaat you — loooook how bigggg myyyy beeeeeeeeeeellly is!!” voice. *Shudder*
3. I love the band Chicago.
4. I dated a guy who was in the Coast Guard and we broke up when he was in Antarctica……….. that’s cold. Get it?
5. I strolled down Castro Street at 2am with a 2 foot tall pink bouffant wig. From what I’m told… there were martini’s involved earlier in the evening.

Numero 3 – The Surpise!

Two stories about how much of a dork I am:

1. When I was about 7 years old I decided that the best way to make some serious money was to sell my artwork. Since it was approximately 1983 at the time – my artwork consisted of a variety of Spirograph masterpieces.  Big ones, little ones… these priceless multi-colored extravaganzas smelled to me of the sweet spiralling scent of financial success!  So I carefully chose the peices I was going to display in my show from my rather varied collection, ever so carefully cut them out, and placed them neatly on a folding card table on the corner of our street. With a sign that said “Art – $0.25. I made no sales.

2. I danced to “It’s Getting Hot in Here” by Nelly. In public.

 

The Epic Battle of Liz vs. Her Rear End

The Great 2008 Battle of Liz vs. Her Rear End (or How Liz Changed The Way She Lived)

Purpose: Create and execute a healthy lifestyle in an effort to become the example I want to be for my son as he grows up.

Description: I’ve let weight creep up on me through the engagement bliss, newlywed phase, pregnancy, and post baby haze. Ben & Jerry’s was my BFF. My rock. My steady beau. I’m tall, it takes a few more pounds to make the pants not fit – but seriously, since when did I creep into the “obese” category??? SHIT! I’ve let food, ergo weight, be a reason to let friendships wane and other relationships take a backseat to the shopping cart.

Status: Since the end of March 2008, I’ve lost 25 pounds.  Yes, I’m proud of that. And yes, I’ve done it in a healthy, satisfying and challenging way. The remainder of my battle will consist of the following: 

1. Can I continue to do this without going over to the dark side? (meaning anorexia or bulemia – which I have battled in the past).
2. Can I continue to do this without alienating myself from my family & friends? (i.e., not joining in celebrations, become to rigid with meals at home, etc.) – this really should be a sub-bullet to #1, but I feel it’s important enough to warrant it’s own bullet.
3. Can I sustain my momentum, go for broke, be disciplined, and reach my goal of 100 pounds total weight lost by March 31st, 2008 or earlier?
4. Can I retrain my mind to reach for an apple instead of a cupcake or the chips & dip or both?
5. Can I enjoy excercise for the simple pleasure of moving my body as compared to purely thinking of it as an ends to a means? I find this the key to people’s love affair with fitness.

Go me.