Tuesday, May 22, 2007

One of those days....

So, it has been "one of those days" today. However, instead of being one of those days where the world conspired against me, it was one of those days where everything I did was "on". *giggles* It was a good food day and I went walking. Yay! I know this is going to sound/read absolutely ridiculous, but I am so excited and proud of myself for staying on track. hehe. When my b/f called tonight, I could wait to tell him. The last couple of weeks I haven't met my goal of losing 2 pounds, but today, I really feel like I put myself on track to meet my 2 pound weight loss goal for the week. I really hope tomorrow I can stick with the food program and do it again.

Other than the food, today wasn't all that exciting for me. It rained really hard early this morning and that really hurt the pepper plants I have planted in my garden. A couple of plants lost some of their leaves, so I hope they can bounce back. Missouri is pretty notorious for having violent/hard thunderstorms, so I'm not holding out a lot of hope for my garden; however, I would really love to be able to go outside and pick a couple green pepper this summer.

Most of my day was spent cleaning up around the house. I made the mistake early on in the day to flip on the TV. I landed on the Bravo channel and ended up watching a marathon of The Biggest Loser. I was sitting there watching the show thinking how amazing it was that these 300 and 400 pound people decided to make a lifestyle change when they started flashing some of the beginning weights of the female contestants. I'm not kidding you, my jaw hit the floor. After trying to fool myself a little longer into believing that I wasn't "that" overweight, I faced up to reality and both comprehended and digested the fact that some of the women on the show weighed almost as much as I did. Now, it didn't say how tall the girls were, but I'm figuring that we were pretty similar. Then I started wondering what I actually looked like. That may sound kind of odd, but I have this mental picture of myself and sometimes I wonder if that doesn't completely alter what I see when I look into the mirror. I don't think I look *that* overweight. Honestly, I don't have *that* much of an issue with my weight --it is the rest of the world pushing me to be skinnier. However, maybe the reason I don't have a problem with my weight is the fact that I'm not seeing what the outside world sees. I have fooled myself into believing that I am okay, when I am not. *sigh* My "healthy" body weight is supposed to be 130 (at the highest), but right now I've decided to set my goal at 150. Once I reach that goal, I will re-think how I feel.

So, as I am sweeping the floor, planning dinner, and being oh so guilty of watching a marathon of Biggest Loser, my doorbell rings. I know automatically that it has to be my neighbor again. Nobody ever comes over to my house!! I answered the door and yes, it was my neighbor asking me if I wanted to join her for another walk. I'm still a little....hmm, let's go with the technical term "weirded out"....weirded out by the sudden onset of friendliness from my neighbor. She seems to be a genuinely nice person, but it still seems odd to me that a woman that is at least 20 years older than me (that is being nice, and underestimating by probably 10 years) has suddenly decided that we should become friends. This time her friend walked with us and I got to mostly listen in on their conversation as they walked. It turns out that they are friends from church, and it seems whatever church that happens to be is highly conservative (yeah, I live in the Bible Belt. No big surprise there!). Also, attached to that highly conservative mindset is a conservative political view. Now, I've heard the quote that goes something like, "If you have a heart, you are a democrat when you are young and if you have a mind, you are a republican when you are old" but that seems like two major strikes against us having a friendly relationship. hehe.

Never talk about religion or politics because those two subjects will get you in worlds of trouble --a general philosophy of mine. Now, these two older ladies are talking about both and I'm just trying to bite back my tongue. The only time I chose to really pipe in with an opinion was when my neighbor said she'd confiscated her son's MP3 player to check out what kind of music he was listening to. Apparently, something on the player didn't sit well with her because she had deleted the song and told him it was vulgar. Her son is almost 15 --of course he is going to think about sex! But, according to her, that was unacceptable behavior. Hmmm....she better have a conference call with her higher power because note to the world: 15 year old boys think about "dirty things". hehe. I phrased it a lot nicer than that to her, but I did pose the question, "when will it be okay for him to listen to that song?" Her answer, "never". Looks like she'll be living with her son for a long, long, LONG time =0p

I very much believe in parents PARENTING their children, but I also believe there has to be some point where the child is able to make decisions on their own. Who knows, someday when I have children I may be demanding to hear their music and deeming it too "vulgar" to listen to, but until that day comes, I think I'm going to have a hard time not disagreeing with that particular parenting decision. Oh well, at least I got to get in 1.5 miles of walking =)

10 comments:

Christine said...

Your blog made me laugh today! Ha. I wouldn't have been able to keep my mouth shut during the conversation with the "ladies" - seems that my mouth gets me into trouble alot. Ha. As far as the Biggest Loser, its a huge inspiration for me too. Really makes you take a look at yourself. I am proud of myself right now though - never have I stuck with something this long. I hope to continue to see results and not get upset if I don't. Keep it up.

Asara said...

Hey! :)
Thanks for stopping by my blog yesterday! I play mostly on Malfurion, but I have characters scattered here and there, I have one on Thorium Brotherhood, one on Coilfang.. mostly in case (like yesterday) Malfurion is down for one reason or another. My main on Malf. is Asara (of course!), a NE hunter, lv 68. If you want the whole list, there's an email link on my blog, I'll try to remember everybody for ya! :) I get excited about other people playing WoW too, so I'm glad to meet you, maybe one of these days I'll stop by your server. Is your character Horde or Alliance? :)

Fatinah said...

That is so funny. The upside to listening and not talking is - it's a great way to get to know who you're walking with - since these gals don't seem to have filters around someone they just met - and you get to work that much harder, cause all your effort is going into walking! I love listening to people talk about both religion and politics. I never engage in the conversation, but I really find it will tell you a lot about who that person is.

Nae Nae said...

Very interesting! I am proud of you for getting your 1.5 miles in and for not biting your tongue off! *grins* I agree that politics and relegion are topics better kept for very close friends, not acquaintanes. But it is very informative at times. Listening closely can tell you alot about the person whose tongue is wagging!

Asara said...

Now now, don't be holding my Alliance main against me! I just have this thing about wanting my characters to be pretty, lol! I do have a few hordies too, let me see... I have a 23 UD lock, a 19 tauren warrior, a 13 or so tauren hunter, and my most recent, a 20 BE mage. The problem I have is that the horde side of my server tends to be made up of juvenile boys, and I just can't stand the chatter.

The other day hubby and I were trying to get a group together for RFC, and trade chat was full of people arguing over whose guild was the best. About drove me nuts! Not that Alliance trade chat is any better sometimes, but I seem to have worse experiences on my hordies with that sort of thing. Ah well, such is the interweb.

P.S. sorry for the OT comments :) Your regular readers are probably going.. what?? Feel free to email me any time if you want!

With Love, Fat Girl said...

I said "fart" once in front of my four-year old cousin and got the 20th degree about "bad language"... I hear ya...

HamiHarri said...

Congrats on your walking! I have to admit that I hate walking though. I guess I don't mind so much the walking "there" wherever "there" might be. It is the walking back that I don't like ;p

When you talked about looking at the bodies of the "Biggest Losers," it reminded me of my "breaking point" when I decided it was high time to get off my but and do something about my ever expanding waistline. Ahh…I remember that day as though it was yesterday. The year was 2005, it was summer, and I was watching an episode of Oprah. Yes, Oprah. I usually have a hard time relating to many of her episodes, but for some reason that days episode really resonated with me. I don't remember all of the details of the show, but I do remember one part was with two sisters. One of the sisters was an average (dare I say "normal") healthy weight. The other sister was extremely obese. Like I said, I don't remember all of the details of the show, but I remember that there was a lot of crying and hugging. Anyhoo, the show inspired me to go out and purchase a scale. The larger sister hadn't weighed herself in ages…

I know that my weight had been climbing since first year, mainly because I kept growing out of my clothes and was buying new ones on a weekly or biweekly basis. My self-esteem also fell, and I was becoming anti-social when I used to be called a "social butterfly" in high school. From my first year of university to my third year, my weight went from 128 pounds to my highest at 172 pounds. I am 5'6 - it was a lot of weight to put on quickly. So, once I bought a scale after several years, and it was a rude awakening. I was worried that I would reach the 200 pound mark in no time!

Anyhoo, my point is, it is amazing what kind of impact television and media can have… I know on a logical, academic level that these types of pressure can be negative on self-esteem etc. But can they be helpful too? I know that Oprah show made me wake up and smell the coffee so to speak. I am now back down to 135 pounds (it fluctuates up and down about 5 pounds) and have kept if off for nearly two years. I guess the key is to allow these images to effect you in a healthy way. In a way in which will encourage better eating habits and exercise. Sounds simple, right?

Chris H said...

I too never indulge in conversations on religion and politics, though I find religion hardest. As for the kid and his music, it's her problem! I have 8 kids, I just go with the flow nowdays... if it's too loud I scream, but that's it! Good on you for being on track, fingers crossed for a great loss .... have a wonderful weekend.

TrixieBelden said...

I know what you mean about how you "see" yourself being different than how other people "see" you. I really don't see much of a difference with how I look now compared to how I looked 50 lbs. ago, but other people do and logically I should realize that I must look different. I think it is important to be happy with how we see ourselves. I wasn't happy with what I saw 50 lbs. ago. I guess what I'm saying is that I'm still not happy with what I see, but if you are happy with what you see you should listen to that voice. It is the most important viewpoint there is.

Jarrett Meyer said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog. :)

There are a few reasons I am not a parent. (1) Time. (2) I know what I was like as a kid. By the time I was 15 I had done a lot more than listen to "vulgar" music.

And I love to rile people up with religion and politics. If I can come out of a conversation and only play devil's advocate (pun?), then I did a good job. I find it amazing how few "devout Christians" can really hold up to a challenge of their beliefs.

I'm Catholic, and it is amazing how few Catholics are Republican. (Most of us are probably Libertarian, if we really had a choice.) People get really weirded out when I point out that little fact.