Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Workout at the Gym II

We stopped by the gym last night on the way home from work. We did a full body workout with strength training and cardio. It was fun. My muscles are sore but not horribly so. I couldn't do the full workout I was supposed to do. My body was just not ready for that, but I gave 100% to it. The cardio is the best part for me, never thought I would say that. I got on that treadmill, threw on my Ipod, cranked it up LOUD and walked away. I was so focused on staying standing on my own two feet and not falling off the back of the machine that I couldn't think abou the things that stress me, the things that worry me, the things that consume every one of my waking moments.

Work is a bitch lately and the sweat allowed me to leave that behind. If I go to the gym after every bad day I have at work, I'll be fit as a fiddle in no time hahaha.

Biggest Loser last night was interesting. I see a lot of great changes and a lot of turn around in attitude. Joelle is the most notable attitude change, she did great. Though I'm not sure exactly where they're going with the ones coming back from home. I have seen a lot of clips of bad eating, not exercising and overall bad choices. I hope that's just to get us thinking they did badly. If they come back and haven't lost much, it would defeat the purpose of sending them home "to prove it can be done at home." I was sad to see Dan go, but I didn't really get the feeling that he was 100% there for it. And for sure his partner wasn't all for it. If you can't give it all, go home and give the spot to someone else that does want it. I look forward to seeing the returning people's weigh ins next week.

Three of the Most Terrifying Words in the English Language

I have cancer. Those are three of the most terrifying words in the English language. I'm sure there are more that are equally terrifying. But those three, I have cancer, are the three words that are ruling my head, my heart and my soul right now.

My husband, Zerolove said those horrible words to me today. My heart literally stopped in my chest and I had to force myself to say, okay, what now. He went to the dermatologist last week to get a thing on his neck looked at. While he was there I asked him to go ahead and have a mole on his back looked at. Frankly, the chances of me getting him to go back to a doctor a second time are slim to none, usually none. The doctor was concerned about the mole so he took a biopsy of it. He called today, the mole was cancerous.

Fortunately it's Stage One and the doctor is fairly confident that we caught it in time. He is going to go in on February 12th and have it cut out at the doctor's office. Hopefully, they will get it all and this will never be an issue again. That is what I'm praying for.

I know that skin cancer is far from the worst type of cancer you can get. I've known people with many types of cancer. I've seen what it does to people. People close to me. But not this close. I doubt my ability to deal with it. I'm only so strong. Everyone has a breaking point.

When I met Zero I wondered for the longest time how I would ever be able to live with him. Not because of him, but because of me. Now I sit here, thinking about those three terrifying words and I wonder, how would I ever be able to live without him.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Working out at the Gym, Day 1

We made it to the gym last night for our initial training session with the trainer and our first work out. The trainer was nice, he taught us the machines that we could use to get a good full body workout. We're only planning on going to the gym two days a week right now. We might go more, but we will go at least 2 times. It was very scary going in there to work out. I mean, I know that not everyone in there would be fit and healthy but when I first looked around, that was all I saw. I was scared I wouldn't be able to fit on the machines well enough to use them properly, overall I was just scared. But I got over myself.

I did the treadmill for 5 minutes, worked with the trainer, treadmill for another 10 minutes and I even did a couple of sprints on there just to get the ole heart rate up. By the time we were ready to leave I looked around and realized that while there were several healthy, buff, skinny people around but there were also young, old, fat, chunky, walking, running, jogging, strolling, kick boxing, etc. All shapes, all sizes doing all things.

I woke up this morning knowing that I had done something to my body though I wasn't really overly sore. On the plus side, it did seem to help the kink I have had in my neck for two weeks. It's been driving me crazy and today it wasn't as bad.

I have some running around tomorrow. After that, we're going to the gym again. We may do strength, we may just do cardio, not sure yet. We'll see.

Toodles

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Gyms, Nutritionists & Biggest Loser ~ Oh My

Well Zerolove and I finally bit the bullet and joined a gym. We joined Iron Works Fitness. It's on our way home so it lessens the excuses we could have for not going. We talked about it for days before deciding to do it. It's a lot of money when money is hard to come by. We finally agreed that we both need it and would commit to at least 2 days a week, changing at work and going to the gym on our way home. We got the oldest DD to agree to an extra hour of babysitting 2 nights a week and we went on Monday to join up.

Let me tell you. It is so intimidating for a fat person to walk into a gym. It wasn't overly busy Monday night, but most of the people, if not all, looked like they were there just for lack of anything better to do, not because they need to be there. I'm not sure I saw any actual fat. I might have seen one slightly over weight person. The guy we talked to was super super nice and kept talking to us and looking at us like we so would fit in there and we totally could stick to exercising and get healthy. He went over equipment, classes, and such. Well, me being me, I asked him if there were any classes that had actual fat people in them. Cause frankly, I do not want to go into a yoga class with a bunch of sticks and god knows I don't want to join the old people's classes LOL. But I would like to take some clasess just to add something different to keep me interested. He said they didn't have any classes for fat people specifically but that anyone was welcome to join all the classes, but we might want to get our feet in the water before we try that. Okay that's cool.

After we left, apparently the guy was thinking about my question and decided that he wanted to create a program for fat people to get help with nutrition and exercise. So he calls up Zerolove yesterday and discusses it with him. See the guy is a registered nutritionist and decided to create a program centered around teaching people proper nutrion AND exercise. He wants to use us as guinea pigs to create and test the program. He wants to monitor weight loss, measurements, deal with nutritional issues, and then hopefully move into personal trainer time for us. And since we'll be serving as test subjects, we'll get the nutritional help for free. Which is absolutely awesome, nutritionist are expensive and not covered by insurance. I'm excited and scared at the same time. But, if I do it, and it is successful, it will help others to lose weight and get healthy.

Biggest Loser last night was interesting. I cannot believe they did not vote off Joelle. The only thing I can figure is they felt she was the least threat in the game. Her and Carla going at it was funny but it really brings home the point that in order to change your life and lose weight, you have to be willing and ready to give it 100%. Otherwise you are just going through the motions. And if you're just going through the motions...what's the point right? You're just wasting your time and everyone that is trying to help you's time. So, I say the lesson last night is, if you're not ready to give it 100%, go home. Stop wasting time.

I conclude today with, I am a MF'in PRINCESS! It is important to remind yourself every day how great you are. If you don't, who else will?

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Biggest Loser 1/13/09

I watched Biggest Loser last night. Before it came on I decide that I was going to pick a contestant that I felt was most similar to me in personality and struggles with weight issues. So going into the show, that was my goal. I watched and watched, waiting on one of the ladies to really speak to me. Well by the end of the show, I realized which one I most identified with the one that I most did not want to identify with. It was Joelle. The whining, weak one that doesn't give 100% and can't do more. That was crushing.

This morning I got an email from Julian's website I signed up for. This was the thought of the day:

Last night, Bob completely flipped out on Joelle because she wasn't giving 100 percent in her workouts. She kept on saying she was doing her best, that she couldn't try any harder, but he wouldn't take that for an answer. Well, guess what — in the end, she did what he was asking her to do. And she didn't die. The only thing holding her back had been her belief that she couldn't do it. Think about the roadblocks you're creating for yourself when you keep saying, "I can't." What would you accomplish if you started saying "I can"?

How very very true. We do hold ourselves back from doing things that are scary, new or different. I know I do this. I don't know how to stop though. My mind says that I have so many things that I have to do, fears I have to face, changes I have to make, why add worrying about weight to it. Is it going to take me actually having a life threatening health condition to get over myself?

One last thing, Randy Pausch said "Brick walls are there for a reason. They let us prove how badly we want something." I have this quote taped up on my desk and I look at it every day. Every day I read it and know that my weight is my brick wall. Every day I know that only I can do anything about it. Every day I look at that wall. Every day I ask myself how badly do I want it. Every day I poke at it, I prod around it, I try to figure out a fast and easy way over it. In the end, every day, I know I have to take matters into hand and knock the fucker down. There is no easy way and it's time for me to stop looking for one.

Next week I will watch Biggest Loser again and try to identify myself with one of the ladies on there. Next Wednesday I hope to be able to say that I identified with someone other than Joelle. I hope to be able to say that I turned "I can't" into "I can". I hope to be able to honestly say that I gave 100% and know that I actually did. I hope that my friends that have been struggling to get back on the wagon along with me will join in and do the same thing.

Nails on a chalk....errrr keyboard.

The smallest things annoy me to death sometimes. This week, it is the click, click, click, click of fake finger nails hitting the keys on a keyboard.

The normal clicking of a keyboard is annoying by itself. But after a while you become desensitized from it and no longer even really notice it. But OMG the sound of those hard ass fake nails hitting the keys is grating! I swear they hit the keys with the nail instead of their finger tip on purpose! It is driving me crazy. There are currently two of them here that have the fake tips/nails or whatever and all day I hear click clack click clack and god help you if they're angry cause the clicking gets LOUDER.

There is my vent for the day LOL.
Toodles

Monday, January 12, 2009

Knowing, Thinking and Doing

This morning I was moving boxes around at work and of course, got hot and sweaty. Not a condition I generally enjoy. My first thought was damn I'm thirsty, I'll run downstairs and grab me a Coke.

On my way downstairs to get a Coke, I stopped in the ladies room and while in there thought, "I know I do not need a Coke. They're empty calories, been giving me indigestion, cost too much and making me feel ikky. I should just drink water."

On the way back to my office with it firmly set in my mind that I was just going to grab a water out of the fridge, I passed the elevators and paused by the button, reaching out to push it, almost without realizing what I was doing. At that moment, I was like wtf, I was going to drink water, why am I stopping at the elevator. I then kept walking back into my office and to the fridge.

I eventually went and got a Coke, but it was 2 hours later when I started getting sleepy.

But I realized that oftentimes we know what we're doing right or wrong, we actually stop and think about it and yet often times, we do it anyway. Somewhere between the knowing better and the doing something is getting wacked up for me, at least when it comes to yummy snacks and stuff.

I would love feed back on this great brain storm of mine. Maybe I should stop and go pee every time I am about to head down to get a coke.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Hmmm

I just realized that my last two blogs probably do not make a whole lot of sense to anyone but me. Hell part of one didn't even make sense to me haha. I apologize for this. I really should not think and/or type when I am tired. I will try to be fully functioning for my future blogs. I would delete them but well, I don't want to. I had something to say and got it off my chest, whether it made sense or not.

That being said, I'm off to bed. (haha I'm a poet)

Toodles!

Do people just not want to work?

So I work in a small law firm. It's not fun work, it's not easy work but it's not rocket science either. My attorneys, as much as they get on my last nerve every so often, really are great people. They grasp the concept of parenting, they understand having children, they know that sometimes life happens and it requires you to miss work or be a little off your game or whatever. Everyone actually cares about everyone else.

One of the secretaries retired in September of 2007. We have since been trying diligently to find someone to replace her. It's been so bad, that she has come back to work twice and retired again, twice. I can't even remember all of the replacement's names. I've just taken to calling them Nu-Girl. We had one that had tons of personal issues that she brought to work, wouldn't shut up and actually work, we'll call her "M". M couldn't make it to work on time to save her life. She couldn't pull diaries and basically never got the hang of it. But hey, they were giving her a chance. She got let go because of the coming in late, or not at all.

Next we had "L". L was a massive bitch. Nobody really liked her, but she did the job and hey she did it well. When she bothered to come to work that is. I think she was "on staff" 3 weeks and probably worked about 7 days of that. And when she was there, she smelled like a litter box.

Next was "J". J was nice. J came to work and actually showed up on time. J was slow, very slow. I don't mean mentally, I mean physically. She typed slow, she talked slow, she walked slow and her biggest concern on a document was how it looked. This did not work out quite too well. While we like our documents to look nice, we care more about getting them done and out the door. J just could not get over how we format things differently from wherever else she worked before and it became a problem. J quit, I guess because she got sick of being fussed at for doing the documents wrong, i.e. her way and said we insulted her integrity. Whatever.

Lets see, I think "W" was the next in line. She was definitely something else. She talked fucking constantly. I think we knew her entire life story her first week there. She was late every day. She was late coming back from lunch. One day she managed to get 8 letters done and was proud of herself. They were one paragraph letters and that amount can be done in half an hour at the most. Not quite the accomplishment she thought it was. W also spent a lot of time on the telephone and on the internet. Not good when you don't get your work done. W also forgot to pull diaries and to actually put things on the calendar. Her last day was when an attorney missed a hearing because she forgot to put it on the calendar. Way unacceptable. Oh and the best part...W installed a virus that took us 3 weeks and a complete reinstall on her computer to get rid of. That was pretty.

Now we are at "R". R is very talkative too. R is also a very negative person. She's like Eeyore with a little rain cloud over her head all the time. She's been there since Thanksgiving and we already know pretty much her life story too. She has issues getting to work on time also. As a matter of fact, her first day she called in sick, at 9:00 when she was due there at 8:00. She finally came in at 10:00 and she was just too sick and left not even an hour later. She has an excuse for being late every day. She thinks it okay to take 1.5 to 2 hour long lunches. She also spends a lot of time on the telephone dealing with personal issues and a lot of time on the internet doing who knows what. R scheduled to have Monday and Tuesday of this week off when she started due to a previously scheduled thing for her kid. However, today is Thursday and she hasn't come in at all this week and wont' be in tomorrow either. The excuses are starting to run together and fall apart and her boss is about ready to let her go. She keeps whining how much she needs this job, how much she needs the money, how broke she is, etc. Well hell if you care so much, come to work.

We don't ask much. Come to work. Come to work on time (yes everyone is late sometimes), while you are at work, work. We have internet access, unmonitored, fine use it, but don't use it to the exclusion of getting your work done. Leave your personal shit at home, if you need someone to talk to, fine, we'll listen, but shit, we all have work to do so no, we don't want to hear all your problems. If the boss is working with you and giving you a break, you better damn well have your nose to the grindstone and actually get some work done.

You might ask, damn Nymph, why does this bother you so much? To that I answer, for every secretary that doesn't do her job, that crap falls to me to do. The work still has to get done and someone has to do it. We work on time sensitive stuff so if it isn't being done by the new people, it gets dropped on my desk and frankly, I have enough shit on my desk to keep 3 people busy. Ohhh and while I'm busy doing HER work, my own work suffers and then someone is fussing at me about why my stuff isn't getting done.

I don't know what is wrong with people these days. Are jobs so plenty that they feel they don't need to care about keeping one? Hell I keep hearing we're in a recession, I must be out of the loop or something. If a job is just something for you to do from 8-5 and some extra spending money, do the rest of me a favor, stay the fuck out of my office. If you don't want to work, go get a sugar daddy, get on welfare, lay on the sofa in your parent's basement, whatever but please do not hinder the rest of society. Be productive or get out.

What I learned from Biggest Loser this week.

Okay so, I watch Biggest Loser every week. I love the show. It is both encouraging and unrealistic at the same time. I have learned a lot from it too, so I decided to start documenting what I have learned so that later I can go back and remember it. So this week, January 6, 2009, I learned that gastric bypass is not a miracle fix for being fat.

There is a contestant that previously had gastric bypass and even with a stomach the size of an egg, he still managed to gain all of his weight back. The harsh truth of it is, nothing works if you aren't willing to put in the effort to make it work. Every diet you see on TV tells you that they can make you lose weight quick and easy. Susie lost 20 pounds in just one week! First of all, it's not true, they photoshop those pictures. Secondly, they don't stick, as soon as you stop the shake, diet, pill, etc, the fat comes right back because you did not learn anything in the first place. Another thing they all have in common, in the fine print, they all say "with proper nutrition and exercise." Go figure, you can do the same thing without the pill that makes you shit your pants.

There is my big revolation for the day! laters