All Things Woompty

Best laid plans

So, the weight loss thing. Kinda fell off the track there this summer. Actually, it pretty much flew off the track at 80 miles an hour and hurtled through space before landing somewhere in the parking lot next to some kid crying about the cotton candy he just dropped. As I told Kevin the other night, I have so many things on my proverbial plate right now that my mental fortitude has been divvied up as much as it can be, and there just isn't enough left to go all balls to the wall on the diet thing right now.

A big part of this is because I have no external motivators. My health is great, better than it's been in ages (allergies aside); I'm in a great relationship with a guy who thinks I'm gorgeous; I have a well paying job where I'm respected and treated well. So all the motivation has to come from inside me, and inside me there's just a big ball of stress wrapped around the 3-Day, JournalCon and the wedding, not to mention work (which is gearing up to be hell on earth in October, which, oh look! That's when JournalCon and the 3-Day are happening! Cool! Except not.) So I'm going to do what I can to at least maintain myself when I am, and to eat better. I'm going to keep going to the WW meetings, and I'm going to switch to Core so that it's easier for me to eat (Core is easy for me for some reason, don't ask me why).

And today, I joined the YMCA. Stop laughing.

Seriously, stop laughing.

This is not your grandpa's Y that I joined. This is a state of the art, filled with new equipment and a pool and special classes and free fitness coaching programs. And on top of that, membership at one branch covers four facilities. AND! I got to sign up without paying the joiner's fee of $100 since there was a grand opening today. Best part? A friend already belongs to the same one so we're going to be able to go together.

The one thing that sucked was that everyone, their kids and their grandparents were at the facility standing in line to sign up today because of the free registration thing. I was lucky enough to spend the half hour behind this sweet little old couple consisting of a very patient husband and a wife who couldn't decide if she really wanted to join since she doesn't know how to use the machines. According to her, it was "all young ones" there. She didn't seem to notice the oodles and oodles of other old people milling about, and obviously hadn't noticed the scads of classes listed that were specifically designed for people with arthritis. But she was sweet, and not obnoxious, so I couldn't help but smile at her.

I've got this crazy idea that I'm going to actually start getting up at 5 in the morning and going to the gym to work out and then come home and shower and get to work at my usual 8:30 stroll in time. I figure Kevin gets up that early, so I can just adjust my bedtime and wake up time to match his and then we'd still get to spend our evenings together.

It's a good plan on paper, isn't it?

posted by Melinda @ 9:25 PM