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An Okay Day, A Cheat Day, A Rocky Day

I’ve been under some stress lately, and it’s not even related to my job (where my stress normally creeps from). I’ve decided that I am officially moving at the end of next month. That will be about two weeks into my sixth year teaching, and I’m stressed over the stress that will arise from this decision. I envision, however, October being a beautifully calm month. Moved into my new place, going to Columbia for Mizzou’s 100th homecoming celebration, and, um… I don’t know. Something calmer than my current situation.

As I posted, I “cheated” yesterday and it caused me to feel really ill. Today I had Taco Bell for lunch- another terrible decision, I know, but I also exercised this morning whereas I didn’t yesterday. I have to remind myself that this is a process, and change doesn’t happen instantly. I’m just in the process of trying to make better, smarter decisions.

With the move next month, I’m trying to think of some really cheap lunch and dinner options because money will be tiiiiiight. What are your favorite cheap, healthy, and quick lunch and dinner options?

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Even at 25(7) You Gotta Start Sometiiiiiiime!

I may have mentioned this, but while de-clutting my life this week I found an old iPod and through the magic of technology was able to extract a ton of music I thought was gone onto my computer. Included in this was a lot of music I listened to in high school and college, and specifically, the entire catalog from the band Jimmy Eat World. I’m really reconnecting with this song:

Lyrically, I love how this song approaches life- the mere idea that one could approach a night with the desire of falling in love gives a certain openness I often lack.

I’m on my feet, I’m on the floor, I’m good to go

So come on baby, sing me something that I know

I want to always feel like part of this was mine

I want to fall in love tonight

I feel connected with the song for the same reasons I started this blog:

Are you going to live your life wondering
Standing in the back, looking around?
Are you going to waste your time thinking
How you’ve grown up, how you missed out?
Things are never going be the way you want
Where’s it going to get you acting serious?
Things are never going to be quite what you want
Even at twenty five you got to start sometime

I can’t just continue thinking “I’ll take the time to get healthier when I’m older.” The time is now- I am older. I’m apparently two years older than Jim Adkins when he wrote the song. By the way, that’s horrifying- I know I was 17 or 18 when I was listening to this album, but still. Anyway, just thought I’d share some inspiration today. 🙂

I did exercise again today! That’s four straight days, so… yay! I stayed on the treadmill the whole time today because someone was on the “good” elliptical machine (there are three, but the other two are crappy). I did some serious power walking to get my heart rate up, and I was sweating pretty good (bad?) by the time I cooled down.

Coming soon- another Poor Girl Eats Well recipe review- garlic parmesan rice noodles. Quick review- good, but a little too complicated to make for what you get.

 


What I’m Absorbing While I Exercise

I’m on day three of exercise “fun,” and, indeed, it still blows. I’m wondering if there’s a study somewhere that has examined the frontal lobe of those people who are exhilarated while exercising. I bet those people are better than I am at sports. Well, that’s not hard to do anyway.

I was forced to do 15 minutes on the elliptical machine today because about five minutes into my elliptical time some dude got on my treadmill. Okay, so it’s not my treadmill, but whatever. And he stretched first which is smart, and I should probably start doing. My friend Amanda once told me you lose some ridiculous percentage, like 40%, of the effectiveness of your workout if you don’t stretch before and after. I remembered that about 25 minutes into my 30 minutes today. I decided I’ll try that tomorrow.

As previously reported, I’ve been listening to a book on tape (er… on iPhone) while exercising. I decided to start with a non-fiction text that I felt would inspire my changes: The Happiness Project.

The Happiness Project

While taking a group of students on a trip to a thankfully cool northern Minnesota earlier this month, I came across this book and it inspired a lot of what this blog is simply in its concept. I’ve listened to the beginning portion of it and really enjoy it. She has done research about what happiness is, and I appreciate her viewpoint on how approaching a happiness project is not something that solves sadness or depression. Her desire isn’t to be gleeful all the time, but rather to be less short with her loved ones, enjoy life more, and live a richer experience. I’m down with that.

So far, she has specifically addressed exercise, de-cluttering, and love. The exercise bit was helpful while actually exercising! Shocking! I especially was connected to her bit about de-cluttering. I have a file cabinet, but it was simply full of crap. I also have two boxes in my closet brimming with papers- one says “shred” and the other says “file.” As it turns out, they were both full of a lot of nothing. Credit cards I lost in the bankruptcy and documents about them, student loans I consolidated earlier this year, all kinds of random things with my personal information on them. After cleaning them all out, I took two trash bags full of documents to our local recycling center where they were shredded before my eyes. Aside from feeling accomplished and happy, I had a cathartic release. Those documents represented a lot of bad decisions in my past- financially mostly- and now they’re released into the wild of recycled goodness. Yeah, that’s good.

I end today with two random thoughts:

1. Okay, has anyone else seen this TRANSVAGINAL MESH commercial?! It’s on all the time and I know I shouldn’t giggle at it because it’s very serious, but… come on. Transvaginal Mesh sounds like the name of a metal band. I digress.

2. I pay $600 for a studio apartment. I don’t pay any utilities (awesome). But the phone service that was free when I moved in is gone, the convenience store in the building doesn’t accept debit cards (the opposite of convenience), the internet hasn’t worked in nearly a month (I’ve been spending ridiculous amounts of time at my parents’ house to make these posts), and, oh yeah, a giant cabinet nearly fell on me last week. I’m going to move in two months when my lease ends.


Why I Hate Exercising Around People

I tried and failed to exercise yesterday.

I live in a large apartment building that offers among its amenities a workout facility. I’ve also discovered it offers gigantic cabinets loosely secured to a wall! Anyway, the way the building is set up, there is a track around the workout room. Yesterday, when I tried to access the room, it was locked. I, of course, took that as a sign from the Lord that I shouldn’t work out that day. I went back upstairs and instead started this blog.

Today it was locked again, but I was SMART today and brought down my building-issued ID card which buzzed me in. Logic is awesome.

I decided, as previously mentioned, to holla at the elliptical machine for my first venture. Several summers ago when, for the bajillionth time I tried to work out more, I used an elliptical machine and ended up not hating it. I imagined it sort of being like the Gazelle machine my parents used at the time, and it isn’t. The elliptical machine makes me hurt like crazy from my butt to my feet. I wish Tony Little were around to help me:

RESULTS! RESULTS! RESULTS! RESULTS!

Actually, I take that back. I couldn’t handle Tony Little in any capacity.

I wanted to work out for 30 total minutes today, and I accomplished that. I did 15 minutes first on the treadmill, 10 minutes on the elliptical, and 5 more minutes on the treadmill. I hope to change those proportions eventually. I felt pretty good about it ultimately, but near the end of my workout, three people joined me in the workout room.

Am I the only one who hates working out in front of people? Listen, I understand my body’s unique floppiness, but I feel like others are staring at my waistline. Watching the undulation of my skin. Trying to figure out if they played a pair of claves to the beat of my manboobs movement if it would make a hit song (answer: obviously yes).

The worst part was it was (what I assume at least) a young child and his parents. Children are always particularly fascinated by fat people and stare at me while I shop or eat at restaurants. It was a boy who was maybe around eight and his mid-30s or so parents, but the most fascinating aspect of their arrival while I was ellipticizing (a word now, yes?) was that the man, who had crutches, brought a folding lawn chair, unfurled it, and sat in it with a book while his wife and son ran around the track which was not even in the same room. At first I thought, “Maybe he’s going to work out his arms,” or “Maybe that book is really heavy.” But no, he simply sat in a folding lawn chair reading a book. He, thankfully, faced his chair in the opposite direction of my workout. Staring him down would have been nightmarish.

I came back upstairs when I was done and felt good, but wondered how effective the whole process had been. When I was doing Couch to 5k I was basically exhausted every day when I finished working out. Is exercise supposed to feel that way? I don’t know, but I didn’t feel like I wanted to die when I was done today. Victory.


I’ve Got A New (F)attitude!

There are several things to know about what this blog will be:

1. I’ve had this song in my head since I thought of the name.

2. I’m a 27 year old fat man.

I’ve been fat for essentially my entire life. I think all fat kids have very specific memories of moments of fatness. I’ll share two:

1. In 4th grade I played on my elementary school’s basketball team. Our team thought it would be clever to get nicknames on our jerseys instead of our last names, and I selected “tornado” because I watched The Weather Channel more than Nickelodeon. At a tournament in Rosendale, Missouri a boy on a third grade basketball team came up to me and said, “They should have called your earthquake!” and the rest of his team, coaches, and parents of the team laughed directly at me.

2. A girl I had a crush on in the 6th grade told me I had ZZZ cup boobs.

3. I like food.

I’ve always liked food, but even as an adult I’ve grown to love eating and cooking food. I watch more Food Network than any 27 year old man should. I think that I’m okay at cooking, but I am not even close to being good at it. I bet you’re better at cutting vegetables than I am.

4. I’m a teacher and a writer.

This will not come into play too much- I try to keep all that stuff separate from the blog. The writer thing, though, that’s important. I’m also going to try to write a book while I’m blogging about things this blog isn’t about, so basically one or both of them will epically fail.

5. Exercise blows.

God, doesn’t it? I see these people who like exercise and it’s like they speak another language. I lack the ability to effectively communicate with them. Earlier this year I attempted the Couch to 5K program. It worked for like a month and a half, and then I got really sick and completely stopped working on it. I’ve probably tried to run three times since February. My latest plan is to use the workout equipment provided to me in my apartment building to maintain variety and enthusiasm for exercise. It probably won’t work. I’m also using the Audible app on my phone and listening to books while I workout. I love reading, so maybe adding something I love into something that is awful will cancel the crap out? The first book I’m listening to is The Happiness Project.

What can you expect?

On New (F)attitude, you can expect:

-recipe reviews. I’m not at all creative enough to come up with my own recipes.

-exercise honesty. I promise you I will not tell you I love using an elliptical machine if I don’t love using an elliptical machine.

-product reviews. These will usually be random things I find in the organic section of my local Hy-Vee grocery store. I’d love your suggestions!

-article reviews. Any health, food, or exercise related article is up for grabs. I’d love your suggestions here, too.

-restaurant reviews. My city does not offer a lot when it comes to healthy food or restaurants that don’t end in Bell or Hut. But there are some. And Kansas City is nearby. A lot of it will probably be figuring out how to eat out at restaurants I already love and not have a coronary attack when I leave.

-rants. Probably lots of them.

So I hope you stick around, and I hope you enjoy!