Wednesday, March 28, 2007

I want my size 8's again

One of the many questions that I plan on asking God is why He makes weight loss so much harder than weight gain. I'd especially like to know why He found it fit to create us so that we easily pack on the pounds during pregnancy and then made it so difficult to lose it again.

Now that Kenny and I are done having children, the weight that I gained during my three pregnancies is really starting to bother me. I don't really have a lot to lose, but I've never had to battle so hard to lose the weight. It's always come off pretty easily for me. But something has happened. Call it what you want: aging, life's natural process, slowing metabolism, whatever. I call it unfair.

For the last month, I've been pretty consistent with my workouts. And what I dreaded a month ago, I now look forward to. It's amazing how quickly your body adapts and then craves a good workout. Anyway, I've never actually "dieted" and don't really consider that I am doing so now. I'm just trying to tune in to my body; I stop eating when I'm satisfied and am making better choices about what I eat.

Progress or regression will be posted in the future. I need some sort of accountability, even if that only means publicly posting my success or failures. I've got 25 pounds to lose; not a lot by some people's measure, but "some people" aren't me so they can shut their pie-holes. My genetic make up tells me that I should not be 146 pounds and a size 12. My natural size should be around 120 pounds and size 8. So there it is....my goal. I'll post again in the future on this subject if only for myself.

Monday, March 26, 2007

The cool thing about MySpace

So, when my brother-in-law clued me in on MySpace, I thought, "That is exactly what I DON'T need...another gadget that takes up more of my time." I didn't really see the point in it...seemed very juvenille and self-absorbed. And to be truthful, knowing my obsessive personality, I would probably take to it and spend way too much time with it anyway.

All good reasons to NOT creat an account, right? But NOOOOO, I created one anyway, "just to try it". I'm sure this is what crack addicts say about the first time they toked up a doobie. And although I'm not so into MySpace that I'm updating my profile or pictures every 3 days, I do log in just to snoop around to see what people are up to. I'm finding, however, that most people must be doing exactly what I'm doing, snooping, since it seems nobody ever updates what's going on in their lives. Ok...I can live with that. It's probably a good thing considering that if anyone actually blogged their life like a soap opera, I'd never get a thing done around this house.

Back to my point though...and I do have one. The cool thing about MySpace that I'm finding is the fact that when you find old friends or even acquaintances, you're mind magically takes you back to a time that you haven't thought about in years. People can remind you of events that you have long forgotten (sometimes by choice).

The magic in this is that it reminds you of where you've come from and who you are. Speaking for many mothers of young children, THAT is the biggest struggle of being a great mom; losing your identity. You pour so much time and energy into your children that you forget to put yourself on the list. The passions that you once had fade away amid the thousands of diaper changes and sleepless nights. I believe so many mothers, myself included, get caught up in the whirlwind of their children and martyr themselves for the sake of the family. The end result is that years (and unwanted pounds) later, they have disconnected with the core elements of who they once were.........In steps MySpace, ta-daaaaa, to save the day, or at least help us frazzled moms reconnect.

I've love the fact that you can see a face from yesteryear and you are immediately taken back in time. You have the opportunity to relive in your memory an experience that you may not have thought about in years. And suddenly you reconnect, if just for a moment, with who you once where; that person who has been an essential building block in whom you've become today. I think that's important; self reflection. A time to take inventory is essential for anyone who strives to better themselves and not just take up room on this planet. I believe that those who can do this throughout their lives are the ones who face death without fear. They have lived life on purpose...something I strive for, if not daily, then at least every time I'm reminded of where I came from and who I once was.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Let's get going

I've been toying with the idea of blogging for some time now. I don't know why I've waited so long to actually start. Probably some fear of being called narcissistic. However, I remember how therapeutic journaling can be...and if there's anyone in need of therapy, it certainly is me. In fact, I find myself throughout the day blogging in my own mind. I'm always trying to capture thoughts or the such and process them in some way. And, I guess after reading my brother's and friend's blog, I've decided to finally commit to my own. (Thanks for the motivation Scott & Fred.)

I've often said that I want to live my life as transparent as possible...WYSIWYG. And I hope to carry that into this blog as well. I will set boundaries as far as my family and husband. I'm sure that there will be times when I want to blog about the details of a spat or something ugly like that. Hopefully, I can contain myself and honor my husband. But mostly, I will post whatever is on my mind. I'm not here for your entertainment, whoever you are. I'm mostly here just to spit out the words and thoughts that wander in my mind throughout the day. And, if I'm able to write about something cute/horrific/illegal that the boys did, well then...that's just a bonus I guess.

Should be interesting. Welcome to my world.