Since it's been a couple weeks...
I've spent the last two weekends helping my friends Emily and Chad prepare their new house for living. They moved in this week. The house is great. I want one just like it. Of course I think that about most of my friends' homes, but that doesn't change how great Em and Chad's house is. Can't wait to see it after the detritus of moving is gone.
This past weekend I also passed my belt exam and am now a high white belt. I've been going to class a lot more frequently these past couple weeks. Partly to improve for the belt exam and partly because September has been a decidedly schitzo month for me on the dieting front. I can now wear clothes smaller than I've worn since high school. Not quite at early high school yet, but definitely back to the range of where I was 10 years ago. Which is exciting. Yet I've spent the whole month within spitting distance of 15% lost and never getting there. In fact I'm still not there, which frustrates the hell out of me. But I only have one more pound to lose and I will be there. In fact, as of today I've lost 1/3 of my total weight goal, which is nice. Irksome that all weight loss milestones seem to happen at the same time and then you're left with nothing to look forward to for months, though. Today was 1/3, one pound from now is 15%, 5lbs from now is 50lbs lost (!!!). And then 10lbs (or roughly 6 weeks if things go well) to .... STOP OBSESSING!
Moving on... I'm not actively unhappy anymore. In fact, most of the time I'm feeling pretty damn good. Hell some days I'm downright saucy. I don't know if this is a permanent thing or not, but I hope it is. I find it significant that the end of my active unhappiness coincides with the end of a certain friendship. I don't mean to say that my pervasive unhappiness was her fault, but it's clear that the rot in that relationship went a helluvalot deeper than either of us could have imagined if I can walk away from it and feel so much better about my life in general. It really surprised me when I realized I didn't miss any of it; I had thought there would be a hole in my life, and there really isn't, and since it was such an important part of my life that really leaves me flummoxed. So like I said, the rot went deeper than I think either of us could've guessed.
That being said, I know the improvement in my attitude is more than just walking away from a bad relationship. I've been doing well at work. I like the people I work with, and I love my new supervisor. The man is the kind of boss people dream of, really he is. He's constantly seeking our feedback on the workflow and then using sadi feedback to improve said workflow. And seriously, I love the Shaggy (& Scooby) flair he dresses with. I enjoy the extra projects I've got these days - the days don't drag anymore because they're full. I'm good at what I do, which could be a good thing (I now have quantifiable proof that my productivity is nearly the highest in the pod) or it could be a bad thing (since I'm pretty sure the work is turning me into a Borg). Just depends on how you look at things. And the R&R team are just great. They surprised the company with ice cream today. And there was a sugar free option for dieters like me - 14 calories per bar. I had two.
I purged my closet of crap that doesn't fit or just doesn't look good last weekend. Feels good to look over at the big pile of stuff I'll never wear again. Plus my ever-decreasing size has led to some shopping (possibly ill-advised, but fuck it, how often can a woman go from a 26 to a 20 in 6 months without rewarding herself a little?) that means drawers are actually kinda full these days. That's a new sensation!
Having a hellish period this month, though. The cramps aren't too bad, but the bloating and swelling beforehand were bad. And the amount of nastiness coming out of me, man was I ever not ready for that. Seriously I considered leaving work early today because of the mayhem in my crotchal region. Or as Jackie would say it, I'm bleeding like a martyred virgin here. That's one bad thing about the weight loss: the already unpredictable nature of my menstrual cycle is now completely beyond my ken. Two in one month, ten days long or maybe just three, skipping days here and there over a week or so, light enough to make you wonder if there's even any flow at all or a freaking red river... can we please just get some consistency here???
Ummm... yeah... well things are going well for me overall, so that's what matters.
This past weekend I also passed my belt exam and am now a high white belt. I've been going to class a lot more frequently these past couple weeks. Partly to improve for the belt exam and partly because September has been a decidedly schitzo month for me on the dieting front. I can now wear clothes smaller than I've worn since high school. Not quite at early high school yet, but definitely back to the range of where I was 10 years ago. Which is exciting. Yet I've spent the whole month within spitting distance of 15% lost and never getting there. In fact I'm still not there, which frustrates the hell out of me. But I only have one more pound to lose and I will be there. In fact, as of today I've lost 1/3 of my total weight goal, which is nice. Irksome that all weight loss milestones seem to happen at the same time and then you're left with nothing to look forward to for months, though. Today was 1/3, one pound from now is 15%, 5lbs from now is 50lbs lost (!!!). And then 10lbs (or roughly 6 weeks if things go well) to .... STOP OBSESSING!
Moving on... I'm not actively unhappy anymore. In fact, most of the time I'm feeling pretty damn good. Hell some days I'm downright saucy. I don't know if this is a permanent thing or not, but I hope it is. I find it significant that the end of my active unhappiness coincides with the end of a certain friendship. I don't mean to say that my pervasive unhappiness was her fault, but it's clear that the rot in that relationship went a helluvalot deeper than either of us could have imagined if I can walk away from it and feel so much better about my life in general. It really surprised me when I realized I didn't miss any of it; I had thought there would be a hole in my life, and there really isn't, and since it was such an important part of my life that really leaves me flummoxed. So like I said, the rot went deeper than I think either of us could've guessed.
That being said, I know the improvement in my attitude is more than just walking away from a bad relationship. I've been doing well at work. I like the people I work with, and I love my new supervisor. The man is the kind of boss people dream of, really he is. He's constantly seeking our feedback on the workflow and then using sadi feedback to improve said workflow. And seriously, I love the Shaggy (& Scooby) flair he dresses with. I enjoy the extra projects I've got these days - the days don't drag anymore because they're full. I'm good at what I do, which could be a good thing (I now have quantifiable proof that my productivity is nearly the highest in the pod) or it could be a bad thing (since I'm pretty sure the work is turning me into a Borg). Just depends on how you look at things. And the R&R team are just great. They surprised the company with ice cream today. And there was a sugar free option for dieters like me - 14 calories per bar. I had two.
I purged my closet of crap that doesn't fit or just doesn't look good last weekend. Feels good to look over at the big pile of stuff I'll never wear again. Plus my ever-decreasing size has led to some shopping (possibly ill-advised, but fuck it, how often can a woman go from a 26 to a 20 in 6 months without rewarding herself a little?) that means drawers are actually kinda full these days. That's a new sensation!
Having a hellish period this month, though. The cramps aren't too bad, but the bloating and swelling beforehand were bad. And the amount of nastiness coming out of me, man was I ever not ready for that. Seriously I considered leaving work early today because of the mayhem in my crotchal region. Or as Jackie would say it, I'm bleeding like a martyred virgin here. That's one bad thing about the weight loss: the already unpredictable nature of my menstrual cycle is now completely beyond my ken. Two in one month, ten days long or maybe just three, skipping days here and there over a week or so, light enough to make you wonder if there's even any flow at all or a freaking red river... can we please just get some consistency here???
Ummm... yeah... well things are going well for me overall, so that's what matters.