Catchup, again...

[kellan_the_tabby]

Rereading my last entry I note that boy, it's been a while.

The busy season seems to be ... over. And it's not even halfway through June.

Well, perhaps not _over_ but certainly waning about two weeks sooner than usual. I already have the day before Landsknecht off; usually I have to haul butt to get out that day around maybe 2 or 3. Looks like getting the two days off before KWHS will be pretty easy, which is good as I was getting them off anyway dammit.

Mom's stressed, though; apparently March was really low and she's worried that we haven't made enough this busy season to make it through. _I_ think the work just got spread out enough to make things end early, since schools are all ending early this year and that's about half of the busy season bulk. Yeah, we lost a few big orders, but that happens every year and we gained a few new ones to make up for 'em.

We'll have to wait and see what the numbers say, though.

In other news, I discovered why one ought not to ignore the existence of small holes in one's screens when one has a houseful of cats. Suffice it to say that three days later we'd recaptured all the escapees, with no damage to them and only minimal damage to ourselves. And I got to see the _truly_ wondrous sight of Samson hiding from me ... down a groundhog hole. I explained to him fairly patiently that cats are not tunnelling creatures, but he was unconvinced.

*sigh* Now Chocolate wants very badly to go back outside and explore further, and he's uninterested in wearing his harness at the time...

Lewis is down at Evan's for the weekend with Gisela, for the Wreath meeting. I'd thought about going but figured I'd be awfully too tired after the week at work, and as I woke up Friday with a fairly nasty cold this seems to have been a good choice. No runny nose, but my throat is _still_ sore and my ears are starting to hurt. Now, I usually get a cold at the end of the busy season as my body realizes that it can relax its defenses now, but that's usually around the 4th of July and I have the whole holiday weekend to recover...

Bleh. And we had a shire work day at the Homestead yesterday to get ready for Landsknecht; I took the Van the Size of France up to carry shire stuff from the storage place. Derek and Tiernan helped, fortunately, though I was feeling _just_ good enough to pick up more than I ought to have and I hurt like hell last night. Not so much this morning so I seem to have not overdone it but I'm counting it as my workout for the day yesterday.

And how _is_ the training regimen going...? Seems 'regimen' is the wrong word as I haven't been sticking to it more than sporadically, but arms, legs and stomach are still slowly getting stronger. This pleases me. No weight loss yet, but I'm serene with that as my eating habits always suck during the busy season. Packing a lunch takes time and thought and getting a hot dog and a bag of chips next door is _so_ easy...

Ah, well. In time.

Stayed up stupidly late Friday night and last night talking to Tim. Not so good for getting enough sleep but he's given me a lot to think about. Like I needed more of that right now, but long-term it'll be a good thing, I think.

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Re: Keeping up the regimen

[goldsquare.livejournal.com]

And how _is_ the training regimen going...? Seems 'regimen' is the wrong word as I haven't been sticking to it more than sporadically, but arms, legs and stomach are still slowly getting stronger. This pleases me.

Many friends tell me I am a poster-child for learning to work out. So, let me tell you a story. It's not inspirational, but it's a true lesson if it is a lesson at all.

It became time for me to start MY part of fixing what ailed me. (My doctor at the time was very clear that only my personal effort would cure my illness.) Part of that was to go to the gym

I was not a "gym person". I was fat, out of shape, had never liked to sweat - sweat was synonym for something other people did, and pain, and unhappiness. Going to a gym was - oh, it was unthinkable.

I chose to do aerobics classes, because I wanted someone else to set the pace and length of time I would work out. The poor man's personal trainer.

I made a pact with myself, in order to not just begin the process, but make the process a part of my life. For 6 weeks, every damned day, I had to do the following:

1. Go to the gym
2. Change into the clothes
3. Walk to the aerobics room
4. Touch The Door

If at that point, having cleared every single barrier and complication, if I still did not want to walk through that door, I could go home. But no thinking-game, excuse, more important appointment, working late thing was going to keep me from my goal.

Sometimes I went home. Most of the time I went in.

Several weeks into it, I finished the class, and instead of crawling to the door to leave, I ran, I ran into the locker room.

I knew that I had changed. I knew that I could keep making the change.

Re: Keeping up the regimen

[kellan_the_tabby]

I've tried making deals like that with myself. I stick to them for anything from a few days to several weeks - but once I slip, I tend to give up entirely. I've found for me that 'do it most days' works better than 'do it every day'.

That having been said, I never left myself an 'out' like you did - that might just be the trick, and I'm going to think about a way to make something like that work for me.

Thank you!

Re: Keeping up the regimen

[goldsquare.livejournal.com]

Well, take a leaf from the Weight Watcher's maxim, where once a meal is eaten, all you can control is the next meal. If you skip a day, that day is gone. Now what about the next day?

For me, the "out" wasn't the big deal. The big deal was to keep it important enough that it happened. I wanted to build the schedule, build the habit. Even if I was injured, even if I was too tired - I had to go.

Going was enough for me to build the habit. Because, what the hell, you are dressed, there, and have nothing else to do...

Re: Keeping up the regimen

[kellan_the_tabby]

Well, take a leaf from the Weight Watcher's maxim, where once a meal is eaten, all you can control is the next meal. If you skip a day, that day is gone. Now what about the next day?

That's _exactly_ the part I have so much trouble with...

The big deal was to keep it important enough that it happened.

I need to start thinking that way, yes.