Last week: 189.7
Today: 189.2
Change: -0.5
Last week: 189.7
Today: 189.2
Change: -0.5
Woohoo I interviewed and got an offer to teach an Urban Hiking (HFIT 196) class this spring. It’s a 6 week, one-credit Saturday class with up to 12 students. I get to take them on various DC trails and introduce the necessary hiking skills and concepts to hike for outdoor travel or as a recreational fitness activity. Content will cover fitness for hiking, route planning, proper clothing and gear, safety concerns, and environmental conditions.
I’m PUUUUMPED
I’m on a waitlist for a three session “Designing Your Life” workshop led by Professor Chris Palmer, a passionate advocate of personal growth and how people can become successful, productive, and fulfilled. Palmer is an author, film producer, and father.
In a recent article Chris Palmer offered up seven tips for designing a successful life:
Last Week: 188.5
Today: 189.7
Change: +1.2
I was expecting that after a fun weekend in Auburn. I need to stop having so many fun weekends that undo all my hard work during the week. Actually, no, I love (albeit NEED) my fun weekends. My new approach is to try and stick to my points 6/7 days of the week – I know I can do it.
So as I’ve mentioned here this summer I came to terms with my identity of being an Adult Child of an Alcoholic (ACA). I started learning more about this identity last January after a particularly traumatizing Christmas at my mom’s.
It’s unbelievable how much my mother’s addiction has shaped me. The more I read and talk with my counselor and ACA group the more I learn about myself, how to cope, and how to choose myself despite being manipulated by an addict. I was taught that anything my mom didn’t essentially like/approve of/suit her was “bad.” And more than anything I have this overwhelming desire to be a “good girl.”
I get guilted for not living in New York or jumping at her every need. She’s 66 (today actually is her birthday which led to a stressful call) and physically healthy. Heck she’s intelligent and funny too. Nothing I do/could do (even again my better sense) is going to help her. She needs to change for herself PERIOD.
This summer I came across this blog and holy hell it’s like I WROTE it. The weirdest part is that she starting writing the day I went to my first ACA meeting. There’s some amazing honestly, sadness, but also humor here too. If you love someone struggling with addiction or just a fan of good writing check it out
What a lovely weekend we had in Auburn! I didn’t indulge as insanely as I feared and got A LOT of steps in. Felt pretty svelte – especially in the first picture before all the merriment!
189.4 at my weight watchers weigh in today
I’m .4 away from being down 15 lbs since I joined at the end of January!
This is my lowest recording WW weight in so far (I blame drinking coffee and wearing clothes haha).
Took my measurements today after falling off the measurement wagon for a bit.
My hips and arms are ones that I can really SEE.
In terms of scale
Not the end of the world, I’m coming off of my period and a lot of beer over the weekend. The plan is to push hard today and tomorrow in terms of getting my steps in and eating well before heading back out of town on Friday for some southern fried fun!
Brothers Osborne Doing “While You Still Can” on the Bobby Bones Show
God, I love radio – it’s such a powerful format.
Despite being a devoted Elvis Duran listener, I do sometimes flip to Bobby Bones when Elvis is on vacation. I flipped to Bobby yesterday following the Vegas shooting because he’s on the country station and turns out Bobby and his band played the Harvest 91 festival Saturday night. Bobby was super raw yesterday. I listened to him this morning because he had a ton of artists come into the studio to play songs to honor all the victims and fans.
I’ve never heard of the Brothers Osborne before, but this song SHOOK me. I needed to like decompress in the car before coming into the office.