Motivation in Unexpected Form

I just watched a video featuring a young boy who calls himself "Kid President."  Here is a link to it.  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=l-gQLqv9f4o

I have to say it is one of the best motivational videos I have seen in a long time.  It really made me want to get up and get going so kudos to you Kid President!

Not much else going on.  My course seems to eat up my free time which is ok.  It's a good distraction and beats being bored.

(The gnomes represent some of the bits of whimsy I keep around the house.  I like little things that make me smile and that are in unexpected places) 

Yikes!

I'm taking an on-line course on Health and Wellness at a local college and it is really taking a bite out of my daily routine.  I graduated university in 1980 and had forgotten how much time it takes to read course material and do homework.  I'm not sure I like it.  I can't imagine being at school full time if one course is taking up about 20 hours of weekly daylight!  My textbook cost $141.  I would expect a Gutenberg Bible for that amount of dough but no. It's about the size of a coffee-table book but paperback which means its unwieldy and can only be read sitting at a table or desk.

I'm pretty sure I'm the oldest person in the class going by the introductions and comments.  It is interesting and I'm learning and confirming knowledge about health.  If I continue with this study, I will get a certificate in Nutrition Management.     

I've been doing ok diet-wise.  I need to get out more and walk but it's about -20 here for the last few days.  I'm hibernating.

Contemplation

Oh my, I have not been very good in the healthy food department.  I have not had any candy though since January 1st and have resisted it's siren call.  Yesterday I was out for a walk with my husband and I said, "I feel like some chocolate." He said. "No you don't." And we just kept walking.  That was good.  I didn't feel inclined to argue.  I was ok without it.  Note that my husband is not a domineering sort and has never said anything about my weight.  I told him some time ago not to get me any candy, even if I ask. 

I've had a lot of time on my hands lately.  When I'm not reading, crafting or watching TV, I contemplate and think about my life and what I want to do with it.  I know I have an opportunity to try something else.  But sometimes I don't think I have the courage... which is why I'm still looking for a full time job in my area of expertise.  

I'm a procrastinator at the champion level.  I have some writing projects that I could be working on, fabric all cut out for projects, crochet dolls half made and books at various stages of being read.   I've also just registered for a college course on nutrition and health.  Despite being over-weight, I know a lot about nutrition.  It's the application that eludes me.  Maybe the educational approach will help!

Not so bad...

Ok, I weighed myself, not as bad as I thought it would be.  But still not great.  I gained back 20 pounds last year.  I thought it would be a lot more.  It certainly feels like a lot more.  I need to get rid of that 20 to get back to where I was and then continue to get healthy from there.  

What got me here?  Depression, which lead to inertia.  A circle that needs to be broken.

I'm eating better this week.  I haven't had any candy or baked goods.  I already feel less splodgy.  So that's good and I feel optimistic.

I'm applying for another job today.  It's always causes me anxiety as my fear of rejection is so keen.  And let's face it, my fear this past 9 months has been justified.  I'm lucky though that my financial situation is not desperate.  I could retire if I wanted, but I'm not ready yet.  I liked being out in the world.  I liked being downtown.  Three of my old school chums are now retired and believe me, it's tempting.  The difference is that they chose their retirement time whereas I had mine thrust upon me.  

I'm a good fit for this job.  I have the experience and the knowledge and I'm willing to take a pay cut!  Keep your fingers crossed for me.

2013...It has to be better than 2012!

Happy New Year...although I start this year with sadness.  I mourn the loss of my step niece Cori and feel the pain that my brother and my niece Samantha will be going through as they work through the loss of daughter and sister.  

I'm glad that 2012 is over.  It was not a good year for me.  I'm hopeful that 2013 will be better but I know that I have to make that happen rather than just hope for the best.  I need to get back to health by eating better and moving more, which brings me to this blog and why I started it.  For the next few days, I'm sort of detoxing.  I haven't weighed myself in a while as I'm afraid of what the scale will show.  I'll do it tomorrow as I need a place from which to move forward.  

So... here's to 2013.