Archive for August, 2008

small business woes

I have had almost no time to write on this blog- my partner on the documentary film I’ve been working on this year and I decided about a month ago to start a web marketing business and adding those additional 30 hours per week on top of school, the movie, my personal life and the needs of my dogs has put me into stress overload.  Also, writing overload- I’m responsible for the blog text on our own website, for the text for the three website projects we have for the business and I’m also working very hard on my This American Life internship application.  The business is actually going great and I am feeling fulfilled and happy in most aspects of my life.  Fortunately, this means that I have had not much time to eat junk food or laze about.  I have not exactly been on a strict diet but I’ve been somewhat restrictive about what I eat- until today.  Today I ate a footlong subway sandwich and a whole box of white cheddar cheezits- I have no excuse; I was actually sitting around relaxing, chomping down crackers, when all of a sudden I realized the whole damn box was gone.  I also ate about fifteen mini-carrots with hummus.  I now feel sick and bloated from the crackers, but I’m moving on from it.  I am actually losing weight, but I feel I really need to work up a regular exercise schedule.  Watching the Olympics this past week has really made me miss regular swimming (and how about that adorable swimming machine Michael Phelps, hmm?  I don’t feel a swelling of patriotic pride too often given the current administration, but watching him accomplish what he did really makes me feel proud of America).  I know I’ve mentioned this before and I’ve been swimming occasionally at the college pool, but I think maybe a regular swimming regimen might be my way out of this mess.  I swam competitively for years when I was younger (and I was very good at it and that workout never felt like a chore) and always loved it.  I ordered a new racing swimsuit today and I’m going to pick up some goggles and a swim cap tomorrow.  I’m going to try to swim in the mornings and get on a more regulated sleeping schedule.  I’m an unreformed night owl and I largely control my own schedule so some nights I stay up until five or six in the morning and then wake up very late.  I do my best work between 7pm and 1 am.  But I think a 10 to 11 am swim and 9 am wakeup time might help me get into the regimented mindframe I need to maintain a diet.  I think this is a good, workable exercise plan to supplement dog walks and stationary biking. I’ve got to get back in good shape.

ongoing struggle

I’ve literally had no time to write lately- I am stretched to maximum capacity in terms of work and hours in the day right now.  The diet is off track- not badly, but I’m having good days and bad days, and I haven’t been getting enough exercise.  Five weeks until the wedding and I need to be able to wear my sexy dress with the pride of the consistent exerciser and dieter. This weekend I’m doing a thorough cleaning of my filthy, chaotic house and cooking a bunch of healthy food for consumption during the next week or two.  That will make me feel better; I’m also going to take a long hike with the dogs and complete the art project I started last weekend.  And I’m going to eat lightly and healthfully.  That’s the plan.

yak attack II

Drove to Yakima today; did not eat all day (unless you count five diet pepsis), then went to dinner with my sister, Thai food.  Ate 3 small spring rolls (fried, not the healthiest choice but i was freaking STARVED), and phad see ew- rice noodles with broccoli, chicken, egg, bean sprouts, soy and peanut sauce.  After dinner I ate a piece of chocolate at my grandmothers new apartment and two low-calorie fudgecicles (60 calories apiece and actually quite satisfying).  I need to eat three squares tomorrow and not let this erratic eating schedule continue.  Just because I am at my parents house does not mean I will binge or neglect exercise as a crucial component of my day (say three times, then repeat!).  Wish me luck- parents house is always a food trap for me.  I will be happy on Monday if I have exercised all three days and not had a binge episode of any kind.  That’s my goal.