Legally blond, the fitness juxtaposition, and a year end review

Since I have several thoughts to share, I’ll just use the good old bullet format so I don’t actually have to write transitions. Yes, I am feeling that lazy.

Legally blond

Remember the song “Cause I’m a Blond" from the movie “Earth Girls are Easy”? You don’t? Then never mind. The point being that I am a total flake. If it weren’t for notepads, I’d never get anything done. We are going out of town on 2 weekends in January – once up to Ohio to stay with friends and beat on them with sticks, and the second trip is to Maryland to visit the brother of hub & his family. We won’t hit them with sticks. Naturally I booked the hotel in Maryland for the weekend we will be in Ohio. Thank goodness Frederick Md isn’t a terribly popular destination (I hope). Should be able to correct that error.

On a completely unrelated note, does it mean anything when you wake up dreaming about giant bug-like space aliens attacking the earth and the army trying to fight them? The army was passing out frozen eggnog.

The fitness juxtaposition

I was thinking last night in the tub. Right now I am overweight. Am I fit? What is fit? I can bench press over 100 pounds. I can squat a couple hundred. I can jog/walk (mostly walk) several miles. But I don’t feel like I can say “Yes, I am fit.” I feel like I am neither fit nor unfit, just in the spot in between. The truth is I am fitter than I was when I was stationed in Germany, and I managed to get a decent score on the Army fitness test back then. I run slower, but I can run farther. I can do as many pushups and situps as I could back then (although not as many as I could at my peak fitness in Hawaii or Texas). Part of the reason is because of my weight. I don’t think I believe I can be truly fit unless I am at a healthy weight (defined by my bodyfat % & provided by my doctor). Fit & overweight? Not me. I can’t believe that for myself.

Year end review: the good, the bad, & the ugly (in reverse order!).

The ugly:

Last week the scale said 154, this morning it said 156. Oh my God. I wasn’t that bad this week! To date, my weight loss looks like this:

2001: 6 pounds,
2002: 1.5 pounds
2003: 11.5 pounds
2004: 2.5 pounds
2005: 0.5 pounds.

Ouch. Last week that would have been 2.5 pounds. I would have been okay with that. I need some of that ’03 mojo back. Had I lost 2.5 pounds, I could be philosophical and point out that while the weight isn’t falling off, I’ve consistently lost for several years and that I am headed in the right direction. Right now I just feel like a dork. A pudgy dork. Who ate a greasy sandwich for breakfast. A stupid pudgy dork who needs to adjust her attitude!

The bad:

Two words: my family. If you’ve been reading long enough, you know what I am talking about. I end the year cut off from half my biological family. Their loss, but I won’t say I’m not still angry about this one.

The good:

Several factors pushed me out of my comfy complacent little shell and I “spur of the moment” applied for two jobs, one of which I got. Same company of course – I love this place! I am just moving upstairs – I’ve packed up most of my stuff & moved it to my new office already. I’m looking at something like a 14 or 15% salary increase next year. Some of that is going into ye olde retirement fund, but that’s pretty good IMO.

My mom retired, my marriage is good, my son is healthy & doing well in school. Life is good in all the areas that matter.

Other than the “food storage facility” around my waist, life is pretty good. Must keep perspective.