Wednesday, January 05, 2011


This single word is what I keep repeating to myself. When I get frustrated with Little Ms. C, think about my job (a that is a mess peeps, a mess), think about moving to a new school district (urgh, we, along with the rest of the world (I know) have lost their shirts, pants and shoes on this freaking "investment"), and losing weight.

I'm thinking about getting the Gaelic spelling of patience (foighne) or the Gaelic phrase "bíodh foighne agat" (have patience) tattooed on my inner right forearm. I'm leaning towards simply "foighne" because of space. But that costs money, and if you read my last post, you know I am trying to save that precious thing.

Those who know me (which is all of you) know I have little patience. Never have had it. Type A driver with a short fuse is how I am best described. So, five days into the new year I'm ready to go bonkers already because things aren't happening as quickly as I'd like. Nor, in many cases, are they happening the way I want. So maybe I should get my left forearm tatted with something like stay flexible. I looked that up and "ligean chugat is uait a bheith agat" seems the most accurate. (Dang we Irish like to make phrases long -- see, no patience). Solúbtha is the adjective but it's not really addressing people...

I need patience to get me through the winter. (I hate it.)
I need patience to deal with a preschooler who, like her mother, likes to exert control. (We butt heads. A lot.)
I need patience to see what happens with my job. (I have NO control here - which is itself an issue and no clear path about what my future holds. Very scary when you are the primary bread winner for your small clan.)
I need to be patient about losing weight. (I went to the doctor today and was absolutely horrified to learn how much weight I had gained since I last visited.) *I seriously expected this to already be lower. Keep in mind, I just started working out again on Monday. Monday, people. Monday. It's Wednesday. And my mind thinks I should be down three pounds by now. Not up three pounds.


Monday, January 03, 2011

2011 Resolutions

Ok. I read about something in an article in the paper recently that I am going to begin modeling. For nearly 3.5 years (note that is roughly the age of my one and only child) I have been attempting to lose weight. More accurately, this began BEFORE I had Little Ms. C and I just gave up when I got pregnant.

The article shared the story of a woman who turned her life around by committing to exercise and blogging about it. A la an amiga of mine who shall remain linkless (you know who you are Triathalon Mama)and my rockin' chica Kate, you may find more exercise posts than I have had in the past. I need something, SOMETHING, to keep me on track. I have tried a number of things and just can't seem to keep the pounds off. So, we'll try this.

Resolution #1: My intention is to exercise 5 days a week at minimum. I have been given the approval to begin a return to run program from my PT and I swear I am going to get back on that horse.

Resolution #2: Stop stepping on the damn scale. A number of articles I have read recently tell me not to focus on a weight goal. That is very hard for me as I have the "magic number" constantly floating around in my head. I am, what you may call, an obsessive weigher. Those numbers keep me moving. But they also depress me. A lot.

Resolution #3: Stop buying clothing. (this, btw also relates to another resolution I have to stop spending so much darn $$) I get depressed when I buy clothing. Yet I shop and shop and shop. Maybe if I stopped buying the clothing and went shopping after I lost the weight I wouldn't feel like such a fat ass. And let me tell you, my ass is getting fat.

Resolution #4: Track calories. This will be the one that flies out the window first, folks. (How's that for dedication?) I just find it a pain in the ass to measure out my food and jot it down somewhere. I don't eat out of boxes as I am blessed with a husband who cooks. Therefore, most of what I eat isn't in a convenient drop down list on So I guess. And I get pissed and I drop it b/c for heaven's sake this is a pain in the rear. If anyone has any ideas on a better way to do this - I'd love to hear them.

I'd love to hear if anyone has any success stories to share with either a)sticking with new year resolutions or b)losing weight. I'm all ears (and flab).