Well, We're Movin' On Up!

To the east side
To a deluxe apartment in the sky-hi-hi
Movin on up
To the east side
We finally got a piece of the pie

Sorry. Once I start with the Jefferson's theme song I just can't seem to stop myself. Especially since I stopped short of my favorite two lines:

Fish don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the grill

Okay, okay. I'm only writing today to say I'm officially moving my sporadic blogging over to my shiny (and I mean that in all senses of the word) web site. You can find all of my mad blogging skills (snort) here. In the meantime...

As long as we live, it's you and me baby
There ain't nothing wrong with that.

Oh, and as for having the Jefferson's theme song now permanently etched in your brain for the rest of the day? You're welcome.

P.S. If you're too young to remember The Jeffersons, I don't want to hear about it.

Recalibration

Sometimes when I'm feeling antsy or discombobulated, I have to remember Psalm 100:

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.

There. That feels better. Let's pick up where we left off and keep on keepin' on.

Return of the Friday Moment of Truth!

Oops! I was a bit of a slacker there, wasn't I? C'mon folks, don't be shy. I've got nothing for you--still at -0/-2 for the week/year. I have been busting my behind in boot camp, but I don't even look for that on the scale until all of my broken muscles stop aching and quivering.

Check in time!

Oops! How about a Saturday Moment of Truth?

Yesterday I was right back up to 154. I took measurements. Alas, they did not indicate any progress. So I'm still sitting at +0.5/-2. Yep. Gonna have to stop eating. I know, you know it, the American people know it. That doesn't mean I want to go on the strict diet. *sigh*

Anybody doing better? Anybody? Bueller?

Adventures in Yoga, or Yet Another Underwear SNAFU

I keep trying yoga. I like the fact that very few people "master" the practice, rather it's an activity where one can constantly grow and stretch--both literally and figuratively. I love the way yoga cleanses the mind and challenges the body. I cling to the hope that yoga will one day make me stand up a little straighter and stretch a little farther.

At least this is the me I see in my head: a graceful woman, self-assured and poised on her mat.

Alas, I fear the reality is the bumbling butterball who's sweating like a sinner in church on Sunday. But, you know, that's the great thing about yoga. The instructor said today, "We're not giving away any medals today, so do what you can." Her words empowered me, and I made it through my very first hot yoga class with a smile on my face.

Then I got home.

I'm pretty sure God has an incredibly well developed sense of humor. I'm equally sure I shouldn't have written that post about avoiding sayings on your underwear. Here's the stupid thing I did today: I needed a pair of underwear that wouldn't show off my pantyline. Of course, I haven't finished laundry so I grab a new pair of Vicki's yoga underwear, consider the fact I should wash them first as the instructions suggest, shrug my shoulders and head to the bathroom to take the tags off. (Yes, there's more than one cautionary tale here.)

The panties are hot pink.

On the back they say "Hot Stuff."

I went to hot yoga.

I sweated so much that when I went to take a shower, I had a hot pink panty tattoo on my posterior from where the panties were NOT color fast. Do you hear me, world? Do as I say and not as I do: wash your clothes before you wear them and know with all certainty that, yes, you should wash your hot pink Vicki's panties in cold with like colors.

I imagine these sorts of things amuse God. Almost as much as the construction workers on the roof of the adjacent building were amused to look down and discover a room full of women doing yoga. They had to be even more amused to see the butterball in the back struggling to keep up.

Well, guess what? I live to entertain, so I'll keep getting healthy and you can keep chuckling. Even if hot yoga left a hot pink imprint from my "Hot Stuff" undies.

As a side note, I'm going to be writing about my adventures at Be Yoga on the Healthy Writer blog later this week. It was phenomenal. If you live in the Marietta area, this yoga studio is even better than what I imagined a good yoga studio would be. And, hey, if I can do it, anyone can--just wash your undies first. Oh, and no sayings.

Friday Moment of Truth

You know, I suppose I should put some other things on my blog. Alas, I haven't had any brilliant moments of insight recently. Nor have I danced around a pole or bought new underwear. Anyhoo, here's the Friday update: I want to punch something. Same spot as last Friday, BUT I actually saw two pounds lighter on Tuesday!!!! Then I had macaroni and cheese at the church dinner on Wednesday. We all know that mac & cheese is a gateway food for me. End result? I want to punch something. I've been skirting under my calorie goal the past few days, but I didn't get to exercise yesterday because I overdid it on Sunday and hurt my knee then overdid it on Wednesday and hurt the top of my foot. And, oh hey, I'm soliciting advice on the best ice packs for both of those injuries. Here are the deets:

• On Sunday, I ran 7 miles at a 13 minute mile pace. This was not smart.
• Short run on Tuesday
• Kettlebells on Monday and Wednesday--again, not smart. I made my knees worse and probably hurt the top of my foot compensating for the sore knees despite my best efforts to keep my form proper.
• Logged my food every dadgum day and was only over once or twice
• My measuring tape is cowering somewhere, so I have no idea what the measurements are.
• Ha! Wrote at least 1000 words Monday through Thursday
• Let's not talk about the state of the house or how I just sent my oldest to school in shorts because he's officially out of pants. And so am I.

That's all she wrote! May your week have been more successful than mine. May the scale be kinder to all us next week.

Friday Moment of Truth

Oh, a : ( face for me. I gained a pound this week. I gained a pound despite my long run, two short runs, and tracking everything I ate and going over only twice. Grr. The end result is +0.5/-1.5. Here's what I've been up to

• 6 miles on Sunday
• short runs on Tuesday and Thursday
• bought kettle bells--will probably break those out this afternoon
• got fancy schmancy pedometer up and running
• lost 0.5 inches on my thighs and .25 inches around my neck--measured twice because I didn't lose inches anywhere else--even gained 0.5 on my hips which probably means the first set of measurements weren't accurate
• tracked what I ate every day and had my 8 glasses of water every day

I think I need better supplements. Anyone know the best place to get reasonable multivitamins, etc? I don't want anything "designed" to make me lose weight--I think that's part of my problem this go around: LA Weight Loss and the folks at Court South had some kind of mild diet pill stuff mixed in with the vitamins they suggested. It's all about slow and steady, which is good because it's definitely SLOW at this point.

What about you? Got some good news to cheer me up?