My First Fitbloggin’ Chapter 1

Well, my first Fitbloggin’ has come and gone, and I’ve got soooo many thoughts coming through right now that it’s difficult to decide where to start… Maybe I should start at the beginning….

I landed in Baltimore after a flight that was uneventful, and would have been on time if not for a fuel truck blocking the access to our gate.  Fortunately, it appears that Baltimore has the fastest baggage claim on the planet, as my suitcase was already on the carousel when I got to it.  I then rushed off to find the closest check-in desk for the shuttle, but, when I got there, nobody was in attendance, and the kiosk needed a reboot.

The next desk was all the way down at the far end of the (very long) baggage claim area, so I got my very first workout of the trip trying to get down there in time to catch the shuttle so that I could get to the McCormick tour.  I became ever more doubtful, as they told me that my shuttle would be there in 30 minutes or less.

Finally, they called for the bus.  I got on with another woman, who, as it turned out was Kia, aka @bodhi_bear.  She set the tone for my entire weekend, with her friendly and welcoming attitude, and her successful efforts to contact the McCormick folks to ensure we both made the tour.

Thanks to Kia, I began to feel that I just might be able to feel comfortable with so many new people, which is a rarity for me.

Well, time to call it a night, so that I can actually make it to the office tomorrow…  Stay tuned!

An Apology To All My New Fitbloggin’ Friends

Hello, new (and even old) friends…  My name is Sue, and I’m a crappy blogger.  It’s been two weeks since my last post…  And that post promised a bunch more posts that never came.

In the coming weeks, there are some serious changes I’ll be making.  For one thing, the palm trees are going away… 

The facelift won’t be starting until I get home from Fitbloggin’, though…  So give me a bit o’ breathin’ room, ‘k?

Go Big AND Go Home…

I’ve always been one of those “all or nothing” people – if I couldn’t do it perfectly, then it wasn’t worth doing.  This has proved to be my downfall in many aspects of my life, including my quest for a healthier body and lifestyle.

Every time I’ve been motivated to get started on changing my habits, I have given up at the first slip-up.  I think that goes back to having grown up constantly hearing that I’d never amount to anything or succeed at anything, but that’s an entry for another time.  At any rate, my quest for perfection has derailed my healthy goals time and time again (as anyone who’s read my past entries here knows).

To that end, I’m going to try to learn a different attitude – I can choose to make good choices, or I can choose not to.  From here on out, there is no failure; there are only options, some OK and some better.  Each day that I make at least one good choice is a successful day.

For instance, today, I chose to eat fresh fruit, cherry tomatoes, and a Greek yogurt as snacks during my workday, instead of going to the cafeteria for a bagel or some chips.  I chose to get on the treadmill instead of vegging out on the couch.  I chose to write this blog entry instead of surfing mindless websites.  On the negative side, hubby and I chowed on a whole Hillshire Farms kielbasa and Bush’s Baked Beans for supper tonight.  Still, more better choices, so today is a win.  It will help me to keep in mind that there are no bad choices, no bad days, no possible chance of failure.

Let’s call this #7daychip attempt #267…  I’m off to a great start!

But Seriously…

OK, it’s already September, and I haven’t made a whole lot of progress with my weight loss…  I have, however, made great strides in my mental and emotional well-being, so life has not been completely wasted this past nine months…

I’m really in a place where I think I might actually be able to start being really happy just being me – regardless of what that me looks like at any given time.  Maybe, just maybe, with that sort of attitude, I will be able to see exercise as a way to reward my body for the good things it can do, instead of a chore.

I’m the type of person that will procrastinate on chores any way I can, regardless of whether it’s cleaning the house or moving my body in some fashion.  Sometimes, even typing out a blog entry feels like a chore, which is why I don’t do it as often as I’d like.  For instance, I started this post two days ago!

OK, I guess I need to go listen to my hypnotherapy session on “Turning Procrastination Into Motivation”…