Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Ask a stupid question...
When I was about 13 I worked at a snack bar at a swim club for the summer. I got the '
job' because my uncle's parents ran it. Sweet people but in the summer when it was hot and you were trapped in a 2 x 2 room with them and a few other people it smelled. Everyone was hot and sweaty and it made for a long stinky day.
Swedish fish (aka fishies) were .01 per piece. I spent alot of time counting to 100. Anyway, one day it was about 5,000 degrees out and it was about that time for me to go to work. The swim club was about a 5 minute bike ride from my house. Some days I walked and some days I rode my bike.
My sister ( who is 3 years older than me) and her friend ( who is now married to my cousin) were out on the patio. She stopped by for lunch ( she was at work- again for the summer and had an hour for lunch). I asked if she would drop me off at the swim club on her way back to work since it was 5,000 degrees out. They both just looked at me like I was a nuisance ( a 13 years old asking 'cool' 16 year olds for a favor). My sister said ' I thought you were going to ride your bike'. I whined about the fact that it was 5,000 degrees out and too hot to ride. After a few minutes of bickering, her friend ( now my 'cousin') says '"Just ride your bike" to which I reply (at this point I am very angry) " If I ride my bike there HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET HOME???? WALK IT??????????????". I was as serious as can be... They laughed ( their asses off), I realized what I just said , got on my bike and went to work.
That was about 23 years ago..it has never been forgotten.
job' because my uncle's parents ran it. Sweet people but in the summer when it was hot and you were trapped in a 2 x 2 room with them and a few other people it smelled. Everyone was hot and sweaty and it made for a long stinky day.
Swedish fish (aka fishies) were .01 per piece. I spent alot of time counting to 100. Anyway, one day it was about 5,000 degrees out and it was about that time for me to go to work. The swim club was about a 5 minute bike ride from my house. Some days I walked and some days I rode my bike.
My sister ( who is 3 years older than me) and her friend ( who is now married to my cousin) were out on the patio. She stopped by for lunch ( she was at work- again for the summer and had an hour for lunch). I asked if she would drop me off at the swim club on her way back to work since it was 5,000 degrees out. They both just looked at me like I was a nuisance ( a 13 years old asking 'cool' 16 year olds for a favor). My sister said ' I thought you were going to ride your bike'. I whined about the fact that it was 5,000 degrees out and too hot to ride. After a few minutes of bickering, her friend ( now my 'cousin') says '"Just ride your bike" to which I reply (at this point I am very angry) " If I ride my bike there HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET HOME???? WALK IT??????????????". I was as serious as can be... They laughed ( their asses off), I realized what I just said , got on my bike and went to work.
That was about 23 years ago..it has never been forgotten.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
It keeps 'coming back up'!
Everyone has a certain thing from their childhood that people always remember and bring up when the situation is fitting. Here is one of mine.
When I was younger, I had a nervous stomach. EVERYTHING made me nervous , scared and queasy.. going to a friends birthday party, going to the mall , everything. I have NO idea why. I am certainly the opposite now but my mother would cringe whenever I would receive any kind of invitation in anticipation of what would happen next.
In grade school, every Tuesday was ' Hot Dog' day. I went to Catholic school and back then the cafeteria was usually just the place where we went to eat. You didn't have the option to buy your lunch.. you brought it in with you every day....with the exception of Tuesdays.
Did you ever smell a hot dog when you boil it in water? I know I know.. now they are usually microwaved now but back then everyone boiled hot dogs and it was (and still is) one of the most repulsive smells ever!!!! The cafeteria was in the 'basement' but I could smell those hot dogs a mile away. Hundreds of them flopping around in hot dog juice covered water....
Most kids looked forward to Tuesdays because it was a break from the 'norm' and in Catholic grade school everything was exteremly regimented , organized and methodical. So Hot Dog day was a day of excitement... for everyone except me . For me it was a day of queasiness.
It made me nervous.. I was nervous about going to the cafeteria and getting through lunch without my peanut butter or cheese or whatever it was sandwich coming up as everyone else around was getting their smelly boiled grossness. So not only did the smell make my stomach turn but the thought of getting through lunch without puking made me want to puke more.
Most days I managed to squeak by without incident...most...
I remember the day well... It was lunchtime and we were all told to go back to the coat closet to get our coats so that after we ate we could go outside for recess. As the teacher opened the coat closet, it was like there were 5 million hot dogs being boiled inside. The smell completely overwhelmed me instantly then........blah......... all over- it just came out.. The kids all kinda ran away and the teacher went and got that saw dust crap to cover the smell ( I'm pretty sure that bag was there for me anyway ;) and then sent me on my way to the cafeteria. They were used to me puking so the whole 'call my mom thing' didn't happen anymore they just sent me on my way..... I was sooo worried that I was going to get picked on for the rest of my life... like Billy was for pooping his pants in class. The nun didn't know who did it and and no one was confessing so she ( honest to God) walked around smelling everyone's ass until she found it) . But I don't remember ever getting picked on or harrassed for it.. and if they did I most likely wasn't paying them any mind and just sitting there waiting to get out of the cafeteria so I could return to breathing fresh clean non hot dog air.
Tomorrow, my work is having a hot dog cart. They are calling it Hot Dog Day. I am glad I am off!!!
When I was younger, I had a nervous stomach. EVERYTHING made me nervous , scared and queasy.. going to a friends birthday party, going to the mall , everything. I have NO idea why. I am certainly the opposite now but my mother would cringe whenever I would receive any kind of invitation in anticipation of what would happen next.
In grade school, every Tuesday was ' Hot Dog' day. I went to Catholic school and back then the cafeteria was usually just the place where we went to eat. You didn't have the option to buy your lunch.. you brought it in with you every day....with the exception of Tuesdays.
Did you ever smell a hot dog when you boil it in water? I know I know.. now they are usually microwaved now but back then everyone boiled hot dogs and it was (and still is) one of the most repulsive smells ever!!!! The cafeteria was in the 'basement' but I could smell those hot dogs a mile away. Hundreds of them flopping around in hot dog juice covered water....
Most kids looked forward to Tuesdays because it was a break from the 'norm' and in Catholic grade school everything was exteremly regimented , organized and methodical. So Hot Dog day was a day of excitement... for everyone except me . For me it was a day of queasiness.
It made me nervous.. I was nervous about going to the cafeteria and getting through lunch without my peanut butter or cheese or whatever it was sandwich coming up as everyone else around was getting their smelly boiled grossness. So not only did the smell make my stomach turn but the thought of getting through lunch without puking made me want to puke more.
Most days I managed to squeak by without incident...most...
I remember the day well... It was lunchtime and we were all told to go back to the coat closet to get our coats so that after we ate we could go outside for recess. As the teacher opened the coat closet, it was like there were 5 million hot dogs being boiled inside. The smell completely overwhelmed me instantly then........blah......... all over- it just came out.. The kids all kinda ran away and the teacher went and got that saw dust crap to cover the smell ( I'm pretty sure that bag was there for me anyway ;) and then sent me on my way to the cafeteria. They were used to me puking so the whole 'call my mom thing' didn't happen anymore they just sent me on my way..... I was sooo worried that I was going to get picked on for the rest of my life... like Billy was for pooping his pants in class. The nun didn't know who did it and and no one was confessing so she ( honest to God) walked around smelling everyone's ass until she found it) . But I don't remember ever getting picked on or harrassed for it.. and if they did I most likely wasn't paying them any mind and just sitting there waiting to get out of the cafeteria so I could return to breathing fresh clean non hot dog air.
Tomorrow, my work is having a hot dog cart. They are calling it Hot Dog Day. I am glad I am off!!!
Friday, March 26, 2010
It's over
I have finished my month of my weight loss program. I have to say I wasn't as dedicated to it as I hoped to be. I haven't weighed but I believe I lost about 6-7 lbs. Not too bad since I had a hard time towards the end sticking to it.
I have come to the conclusion that I will never be a size 4. I'm ok with that. I am what I am. I just want to be healthy. It's about that time of year to start training for the MS City to Shore Ride. This year I will be riding 100 miles. Training for this will help me shed a few.
But I am ok with me..and who I am... I think sometimes we spend too much energy worrying or listening to what others have to say and the truth of the matter is those people really need to take a good look at themselves. It's the pot calling the kettle black! It's much easier to judge than be judged.
I have come to the conclusion that I will never be a size 4. I'm ok with that. I am what I am. I just want to be healthy. It's about that time of year to start training for the MS City to Shore Ride. This year I will be riding 100 miles. Training for this will help me shed a few.
But I am ok with me..and who I am... I think sometimes we spend too much energy worrying or listening to what others have to say and the truth of the matter is those people really need to take a good look at themselves. It's the pot calling the kettle black! It's much easier to judge than be judged.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Half Way There
It's Saturday. It's almost 14 days in. I haven't been perfect. I eat a cookie a day... I can't help it .. they are there I eat one. BUT I just eat one and sooner or later there won't be any left :). I went to the movies yesterday and ate pretzel bites. NOT a good move but I didn't eat much else all day and I was hungry and sick and with the one exception of the cookie a day I have been doing well... I will weigh myself on Monday... Although I am going to dinner tomorrow for my dad and his wife's birthday and we are going to Outback. This is not an 'obstacle' to me because I don't eat red meat and barely tolerate chicken... so a salad is the plan... soon enough it will be warm enough to get my fat ass out on my bike and my plan is to have the 20 lbs I want off completed by the end of April.... I am only doing the program I bought for one month then time to make better choices for a better me........
Sunday, February 28, 2010
I ATE A COOKIE
I am in the middle of day 7. This morning as I was getting ready for work ( yes it's Sunday and I was voluntarily going to work) it was cold. The thermostat was on 60. Now the other night a fuse blew so I figured it tripped so I switched the breaker and it went on .. and I went to work. I came home this afternoon and it was it FREEZINGGGGGGGGGGGG. Tried again.. went on for a second and off .. and again and again. My wonderful dear cousin ( who is an electrician) came over. I told him I looked for the reset button and couldn't find it. There is a thing of the side of the heater that says 'pull' so I did and I pulled and pulled and pulled. Nothing. He comes over and opens it right up. Apparently I was supposed to be pulling UP not out.. Hits the rest and its fixed. Of course.. I'm your typical girl who can't fix much..and panic when something breaks. Although I should be over that by now because everytime I freakin turn around something is breaking. Yes my house is 58 years old.. and just like people-at a certain age everything starts malfunctioning. First it's your 'plumbing' then its' your'heat' . They tend to get a little more irritable and cranky as they age ( yes houses and people!). Anyway. point is I ate a cookie. SHOOT ME I ATE A DAMN COOKIE. I will weigh myself tomorrow.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Day Three
Yesterday was day 3. I am off on Thursdays and find it harder when I am at home than at work to adhere to Mr. Diet. My sister and son are living with me and we are in PA so we were having some snowy weather. We popped in a movie and they decided to have some snacks. SOOOO in front of me was popcorn, fritos, cheetos and bagel bites....evil.... I ate my diet food and avoided the evil temptation in front of me. I did ( again) eat some Cheerios .....
I'm not sure why it is is so damn hard to eat healthy..... all I keep thinking is that my clothes will fit better and I will look and feel better.. but when it's in front of you it's really hard to resist it.... I guess that's why I need to lose the weight...
Someone needs to invent 'good' snack food that is healthy that actually TASTES like fattening food. I know there are things like that out there but they taste like crap...
I haven't been good about exercising. I did it Monday and that was it. My intentions are good but I one step at a time. I can't expect miracles and everyone says Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. This is coming from someone who has never tasted pizza apparently..
I'm not sure why it is is so damn hard to eat healthy..... all I keep thinking is that my clothes will fit better and I will look and feel better.. but when it's in front of you it's really hard to resist it.... I guess that's why I need to lose the weight...
Someone needs to invent 'good' snack food that is healthy that actually TASTES like fattening food. I know there are things like that out there but they taste like crap...
I haven't been good about exercising. I did it Monday and that was it. My intentions are good but I one step at a time. I can't expect miracles and everyone says Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. This is coming from someone who has never tasted pizza apparently..
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