weight loss
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That time I ran on the beach with the Beautiful Marbella People
A couple of weeks ago we were staying in Marbella because Kiddo was going to rugby camp. It’s about an hour and 15 minute drive, and her days were going to be really long, so we decided to rent an airbnb on the beach, and make a holiday of sorts out of it. This is where we stayed: So the thing about Marbella is that it’s the playground in Spain for the Glamorous People. Or, the people who want to be glamorous, and who want to be in an atmosphere that plays to that sense of privilege and glamor. I’ve spent a fair amount of time around *actual* really magical…
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Writing about Weight – #45by45
So I stepped on the scale this morning. And my friends, it wasn’t pretty. About two years ago I put on some winter weight, of about 15 pounds, and it never came off, and now it has an additional five pounds on top of it. This, on top of the 60-ish I should lose. I’ve written a lot about weight on other blogs, but I figure that since this is becoming my new home on the internet, I’ll bring that conversation over here. Because it is the biggest mountain that I need to climb. I have always struggled with my weight. I was an athlete when I was younger (competitive…
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To Know Thyself is the Beginning of Wisdom
I fail at my diet every day at 1pm. Or rather, sometime in between 1pm and 5pm. It’s that weird afternoon time where I’m prepping lunch, thinking about getting dinner ready, and my kiddo is home from school and wanting a snack. There’s a lot of time spent in the kitchen, much of it just sort of puttering around without much of a plan. I have excellent intentions. Make a beet salad. Eat spinach. Peel a carrot. And then I find myself re-discovering cake. And not only does all my good work all morning go out the dang window, but I’m playing an un-winnable game of catchup for the rest…
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Why is change so hard? (in which I disappeared for a month)
Why is making change so hard, and so confronting? How is it that I’ll have four really good days, make some progress, feel really good, and then have a terrible day. Then I want to go hide under a rock for three weeks to get over it. This is not the way one achieves goals. I know that intellectually, but it’s the whole “getting my body to go ahead with what my mind wants” that’s hard. It’s all well and good to look at quotes like this, and feel inspired: But what happens when you fear the new? What happens when you are afraid of the new because it’s an…