I love windy days like today – i love the drama and the feeling of just slight danger. I’m not sure why.
I came down with something and yesterday, after a fitful sleep I tried to rest most the day with my fever, swollen glands, full sinus cavities. I hate feeling sick like this because it doesn’t seem sick enough to take a rest day but I feel like utter crap and completely devoid of energy. I did let myself rest yesterday, sticking to chores at home until the show at night. Last night I had a similarly crappy night that involved restlessness, exhaustion, cold sweat, having to pee, and taking the puppy out TWICE between 3 and 6am (this isn’t normal for her she usually sleeps through the night like a champ 8-10 hours. she’s sick right now too in solidarity with me). I was frustrated when I woke up because I feel like a chubby blob with nothing to do who’s wasting her life away. But I quickly turned that line of thinking around. After the morning routine with pup, i pumped out as many pull ups and chin ups as I could to get me going and then when on an easy 3 mile jog. I slathered myself with vicks before I went out. The combination of sweat and Vicks and the gorgeous windy day really turned it all around. I wound up feeling great and accomplished and less blobby. Im still walking around with a head full of goo and lymph nodes that look like softballs but I got myself moving and that made the rest of the day unfold better. I did laundry, ran errands, played with the pup and was hoping to get a second workout in but I think I won’t press my luck. I’m dancing tonight – not like hard hot and sweaty dancing but I’ll be moving a little so I’m giving myself a few easy days so as not to trigger strep. I’ve been here before. Many times and I’m trying to learn from the past. See below Gypsy and I lazing around…
I think I’ve mentioned it several times before but I love listening to the Rich Roll Podcast. The latest podcast featured David Goggins and if you haven’t heard of him look him up. Talk about inspiring!!! He talks about having a warrior mindset and thats my mantra for 2017. He was a Navy Seal and has done amazing things. He ran an ultra even after breaking his feet during the race. Hearing him say that your body can do a lot more than we think it can reminded me that, that has been my experience and I haven’t really pushed myself to elite levels. What would that look like? Check him out, seriously.
I’ve had a rocky few years and a few things came to a head yesterday that weren’t awful, but my ego took a hit. I’ve sulked and wondered for over a year now about what I’m supposed to do and where I’m supposed to focus my energy. It’s draining and I watched my self esteem just wash down the drain. I felt bad about myself all the time. I felt irritable at everything and emotional. I’ve pulled at this thread for a while but never came to any conclusion.
But in light of recent events and relationships I realised that I don’t need to know EXACTLY what I’m supposed to be throwing my energy into but I do need to know exactly which boundaries I’d like to draw and as soon as I did that I knew where to go. I glimpsed the path, briefly and it was there.
and it made me think back to the last time I felt like a bad ass. I remember exactly when that was and sadly it was 8 years ago. 8. I was doing something I was proud of that was HARD physically but it was good. and I worked hard, I took care of myself. I rode a motorcycle and I jumped through every door or window slightly cracked open. Now, it’s good to progress in the ways I have – I pay my bills more on time, I budget better, I have a husband, I’ve traveled. But that was the last time I put my priorities and who I wanted to be first. Then it started to chip away again. a little here for this boyfriend, a little bit for that family member, then when I moved to singapore my confidence plummeted. and I built myself back but I allowed little things. and I’m not saying you shouldn’t bend and flow and compromise for the relationships that are most important to you. You should. I should, I will and I did. and so has my husband as there have a few things I put my foot down upon. But I didn’t fight for myself much. I tried to chameleon fit into everything that presented itself. and today I realised what I wanted to fight for simply by starting with one boundary. and then another and then I knew what I was doing again. I AM a badass. I will be myself again and there are things I will fight for.
I sit here at 10:45pm on NYE typing with one hand while I play dog toy tug of war with the other hand. And I couldn’t be more content (unless Dan was here with me of course). I remember how lame I felt on NYE in 1999 when I was 17 and I was the chaperone at home while my little sister had a party and parents went out. I was “lame” from the get go. I’ve never loved parties, and I wonder if that’s partially because I didn’t go to many in my formative years. I thought this made me ugly and unwanted and less. but the truth is when I was in my own personal era of attending parties (and throwing a few), they were rarely enjoyable in the way I saw other people apparently enjoying them. I then thought this made me damaged and ugly and less. So I pushed myself a few times. Turns out I like to “party” in these situations – with Dan (most of my drunk, happy, party memories involve Dan. This includes and impromptu bar hop we did in Aukland 2 years into dating and exactly 3 months before we were married, that turned into a drunken bar hop with 2 am pizza and hotel antics), with my best friend Melanie, with a small group of people that includes either Dan or Melanie and at weddings. At weddings I seem to pull out all the stops. what can I say? I love Love – I love to dance the night away drunk on champagne toasting a happy couple until they drag me out the door. Other than that I rarely enjoy the party occasions. Thats why I love working on holidays. I have a purpose, I’m around other people, making them happy but without having to put myself in a vulnerable position. Sometimes I really envy partiers, people able to let loose on the regular. But I don’t think that envy did anything for anyone. So for the last few years I’ve just followed what makes me happy, which apparently is sweat, sweatpants and sleep.
Which brings us to tonight. I’m definitely ringing in the New Year, I’ve been looking forward to a fresh start for at least 6 months. But I elected to stay home in my yoga pants and leg warmers playing an epic game of fetch and watching a Netflix marathon instead of hanging with friends, partying on the strip, picking up a go go gig or going to Bruno Mars (though Bruno Mars was in the running until I figured I could choose between tickets or buying the next year of contact lenses I need). and my original plan was to run a 5k at 10pm and a 5k at 12am…but now that Ive heard a mini rumpus outside I think I’ll pass on that. Plus I think I’ll toast for 5 minutes, welcome the new year with a few rituals…and go to bed. I want to hit a hot yoga class in the morning.
So what am I doing? I’ve been burning incense all night but I bought a brand new package of incense and I’ll open burn that at midnight. I’ll hold my puppy to countdown while we watch the ball drop (on line). and I’m going to write my resolutions on her now.
- my word for the year is Natural – as in you make me feel like a __ woman. I want to grow out my hair, my natural hair colour. I want to transition my soaps to natural versions – Dr. Bonners for most thing and coconut oil to remove make up.
- Vegan. I have been mostly vegan for a long time. But for the past three years I have tried different things due to health complications but I always come back to vegan because ethically its the only thing that feels right to me. but sometimes I’m not fully committed. I’ll have a bite of marshmallow or cookie or cake or I won’t ask if the dressing on a salad has dairy because I don’t want to be a pain or I really like honey mustard and I’m not having that much… Not anymore. I’m vegan, I check the ingredients and ideally don’t eat many things with a list of ingredients.
- Yoga. as much as I can. I feel it changing me already.
- allow myself to be Successful in whatever I’m doing – cosmetology school, performing, yoga
Thats it. I want to be happy. Tonight I am 🙂 I’m here ready to roll. There should be more dancing around in my underwear and singing at the top of my lungs. Cheers y’all
Well I had planned to wake up and start my day with hot pilates but I hit the snooze instead! Oh well, instead of calling it off I found another class later (in an hour and half) so no fitness skipped 🙂 I think my plan to find a fitness community worked instantly. My first day at the Hot studio felt like home. I took a hot pilates and then a candlelight yin class and chatted with the teacher after who invited me to take class at another studio with yoga and aerial where she though maybe I could teach! I wasn’t looking for that. I keep thinking my aerial life is over. But I felt like myself there. and since I’ve taken a hot vinyasa flow class as well which blew my mind. So that’s good. I need to keep going. Bonus that it’s a 5 minute drive from my house which means I can decide 30 minutes before that I can make a class and I don’t have to leave my puppy for very long.
So instead I started my day with coffee and a much awaited phone call from my love. Best morning. Now I’m off to yoga. As for the rest of NYE, I’m burning Nag Champa, cleaning the condo from head to toe, making homemade pumpkin soup and loving on my puppy. Im trying to convince a friend of mine to run back to back 5k’s to ring in the New Year – one at 10ishpm and one at 12am on the dot. I’m sure the sky will be filled with fireworks and I can’t think of a better start for me. And then maybe some champagne. I’m back baby, I’m back.
Midlife crisis still going on but I’m feeling good today 🙂 Trying to figure out what to do with my diet and fitness life. I realise I miss blogging and the community that comes with it. I haven’t had a community in a really long time and that’s no ones fault it just is what it is. but I started perusing the blogs I used to frequent and its like having coffee with old friends. To be honest 2015 and 2016 have been incredibly tough years for me but with many aspects I am thankful for. At the end of the day I have an incredible marriage and friend in my husband, I have a lasting and dynamic relationship with my best friend, I have had enough money to not only survive but live pretty comfortably. I can’t say I have my health as that has been a major struggle but I’m alive and functional finding my groove. So I am thankful. And I am hopeful. I have wrestled with depression and that really threw me. But I’m still here, I am thankful and I am hopeful. So that’s where I am going to start. I keep trying to make a “Grand Plan” to turn everything around and be skinny and therefore happy and not ashamed anymore – and it hasn’t been working for me. The latest one was two days ago ” Vegan Whole 30 started of with a 3 day juice fast” No. I threw up at the end of the day 1 and have included saltines and carrot juice since then. Ok, no whole 30, no juice fast. I’m going to start where I am at. Healthy, vegan, in appropriate portions. And tonight I’m trying something new – a hot pilates and yoga studio. I need need need a community and a commitment to something that I can see measurable results. So tonight I’m taking a hot pilates and a hot yin class.
I was very unhappy being alone while my husband was traveling for the last month. and I was afraid when he left this time that I was to dependant on him being around for happiness and self worth. But I’m not, I’ve begun my own rituals in life now (as of yesterday). I have me and the puppy and school and work and exercise and writing. So I need some touchstones. The last time I had a life crisis and dealt with depression it took me 8 months of establishing routines and touchstones (an hour at Starbucks with a book, Nag Champa burned at night before bed…) to claw my way out and always always I have to be highly physical. As much as I try to deny it I am an athlete and the hardest part of this year has been – not being one. Because I don’t know where to focus my energy and I’m ashamed at how soft and un-athletic my body has become. It feels foreign. When I moved to Singapore on the heels of a breakup (2 breakups and a rebound actually), a motorcycle accident and an identity crisis, I felt horrible for a long time. I didn’t understand my place in the world or in my own life. I cried daily (nightly), I floundered, my attention everywhere, I was so very lonely. and I bought a dog then too. And eventually I quit doing anything except showing up at work, taking a book to a coffee shop and reading everyday and then going to yoga everyday. I cried until I finally ran out of tears and made amends with myself for failing at everything. That year seemed like a waste at the time but I read 6 boxes of books, i rehabbed my shoulders without meaning too and eventually I became the me that met my husband. at just the right point where i could appreciate it. I was able to see myself through his eyes that didn’t know my past but only saw the current me – and even then it was a shiny, champagne version of the current me as anyone who has ever dated understands. but that experience changed my trajectory and things have just rolled out so beautifully. Not without difficulties of course, but its been a good several years. Because of this it’s been doubly frustrating – you mean I’m here again? I never get completely rid myself of these flaws? Ugh. but ok, diving in. And at least I know that if i did it once I can do it again right? Right.
Notice my favourite stretching buddy? she makes stretching an obstacle course. She lays down under me when I do down dog or she tries to kiss me on the mouth while I’m upside down. when I do a vinyasa she darts under me trying to get away before I can squash her. when i do runners stretches she tries to put her toy on my butt and then gets to chase it when it falls off. when I sit in my splits or pidegoen we play endless fetch, she brings her lion toy back to me and I immediately throw it. And then by the time I get to over splits she’s so exhausted she presses herself up against my legs and passes out on the mat. It’s the most adorable thing ever, one day I’ll have to film it.
I will surround myself with positivity, I will surround myself with positivity, I am surrounded by positivity, I am positive. I am happy. I will repeat this over and over and over until the cells of my body pick up on my positivity, until I glow with golden light from the inside out. Because I believe that the universe loves me, that the universe is good and pulling me in the direction of my dreams. I believe in good and love and I HAVE to be a warrior for this right now. So I repeat, there is good in the world, there is good in my world, I am good. There is beauty, I am beauty. I can feel good, I can feel love, I can feel peace and happiness.
Well, I’m still trucking. That 16 mile bomb made me wanna never run again but this past Sunday we knocked out a cool 10 miler. and I’m not going to lie to you, I didn’t want to for 7 of those 10. Finally by the last three miles I was like “ok, I think I can do this”.
But I was sick and bloated and in pain.
So I changed my diet. Back to keto but I have to stick with it now. I’m feeling better, my stomach has to heal and I need to feel healthy again. So no questions, just pressing forward. In the 4 days since I’ve lost weight, slept through the night and, though I was afraid no carbs would sap my energy for running it seems I have more energy for it. I’ve kept my runs short but we have another 16 miler on Sunday so we’ll see how it goes. Instead of Gatorade I’m brining NUUN which has only 4 grams of carbohydrates in it so I can still keep heading toward Keto. And you know what, me slow jogging for a few hours even if I’m low carb is not the end of the world, even if its hard, even if I don’t want to. There are MUCH harder things and so I need to stop being a wuss and just DO. Also I bought roller blades for cross training because I used to love rollerblading (in the 90’s when it was cool) and I’m not even ashamed because hey, I don’t really give a shit.
Over and out 🙂
So things are going pretty well, except for the fact that I forget to write it on the blog. I’m running, I’m sort of controlling my diet. ok, every things not perfect but i’m moving forward. I am running regularly, I’m eating more normally, though not following the plan 100%. and I had a really really shitty long run last weekend. The upside of having a shitty run is that instead of wanting to quit I’ve been longing for Sunday to come so I can do another long run and WIPE THE MEMORY OF THE 16 MILE ATTEMPT out of my mind!
While I was at school last night we had a career development class. We were talking about marketing and goals and branding yourself and I had an idea – not necessarily for my cosmetology career but for me as a performer and my brand as a person. I’ve always branded myself as a fitness girl, prided myself on my strength and lean look and worked for it. Over this past year after injury, burnout, moving all over the place, intestinal problems and just a feeling of “blech” I’ve gained weight lost momentum and I’ve been feeling less than – for a while now. Like it’ll be a year in October. I had head shots done when I first moved to vegas because I had changed my hair colour to blonde but I requested no body shots as I wasn’t proud of my body at the time.
During the class last night it hit me. Tomorrow was September 1 (today) and in 3 months it would be December 1 – one month until the new year. I could schedule a photo shoot for myself on December 1 (or thereabouts) where I could really address my brand – as a dancer and cosmetologist. Take body shots, action shots, new head shots. It would allow me to create and follow a 3 month diet and exercise plan to deliver me on December 1st looking and feeling the way I want to feel. What is planned for is gained. I can’t keep on hoping to look and feel better, I have to write it out and make a map. Then I’ll follow the map. It gives me a full 3 months to really distill what I want my “look” and my brand to be and how I want to enter into 2017.
So I devised a model plan that I think is doable for me and my goals and abilities. What do I want?
- lose 20lbs of fat and muscle combined. I don’t think I can lose 20lbs of just fat, it’ll take some muscle with it too, but that’s ok with me.
- Define, define define. I need to see more ab definition, leg definition and arm tone.
- flexibility. not just ambiguous I want a to hold my scorpion and royal dancer pose for a camera shot.
How will I do this?
- very specific diet – followed and recorded in MFP
- Marathon training through December – even though the marathon is in November. The training will continue through to December 1 (thats just 2 weeks after the marathon)
- yoga, stretching and abs 3 times a week. This can include the aerial yoga classes I like to take when my friend teaches them 🙂 I can’t always take them because of work but when I can I’m a happy girl.
What is the diet?
I found inspiration in a few places= website that detailed a guys 8 weeks to abs diet – strict paleo, limited fruit + targeted cardio and workouts, my ex’s model shoot diet, the few vegan fitness diets I’d paid for and never used, advice from a handful of career dancers I trust. I played with them myself and made a mash up that I believe will carry me to the finish line looking lean and happy.
The diet is:
- vegan. mostly. I am vegan, I’m happiest vegan. But I’ve told myself if I am traveling and there is NOTHING vegan I can eat that fits into my plan and makes me feel good then c’est la vie – eggs could happen. and that’s ok (but not what I’m planning for. it’s my fail safe)
- it’s a paleo like vegan diet – vegetables other than roots, minimal raw fruits (not dried cuz I inhale that like candy), tofu/seitan/protein powder, seeds. So in the end its like higher protein, no grains/breads/pastas/corn/sugar. lots of water. The shake down for me is going to look like this: coffee and a banana for breakfast on the go/ protein shake/ salad with tofu/ another protein shake or a banana/ dinner of steamed vegetables and shiritaki noodles (my new favourite thing) maybe with tofu or seitan/ baby carrots and cucumbers for snacks. You know, typical. but everything will be measured and the plan is to stick to a 1200 calorie daily diet every day but sunday. Sunday things change slightly for 2 reasons – I do well with a “cheat” like day, Sundays I do a long run with a friend. So Sunday I start my morning with a long run (11 miles is coming this sunday) and then I shall call it sushi and fro yo sunday. I love vegetable sushi – love love love. So I get to have rice in my sushi and fro yo, just on sundays. It gives me something to look forward to, it’ll spike up my calories, replenish my glycogen stores and make me happy 🙂 I’m wondering if it should be sushi saturday so I have said glycogen stores in there FOR the long run. Oh and I’ll bring shot blocks or GU’s for my long runs so my calories will rise – no real cap. other than sushi and fro yo and shot blocks my food will be the same on Sundays.
- stay consistent for 3 MONTHS. no changing diets, no grains, no cakes, no nothing extra. its only 3 months and then I get my photo shoot.
- lots of water, green tea, coffee is allowed with measured soy milk/creamer
- a vision board is necessary.
- I’ll be keeping it all on this blog so you and I can follow along and see how its going and the results.
Now I have to go book the photographer and I know just who I want!! She did my head shots when I first moved to vegas. She’s quite good and a dancer herself. YES! Day 1, lets get started.
I kinda slept through my alarm so my morning run didn’t happen. I’m going to take the puppy out and hit the elliptical instead as it’s already 100 degrees outside…..
Things are feeling really good now. I’m about to be able to keep a somewhat stable schedule for a while. I’ve changed a lot of things. The first few months here in vegas have been trial and error. I just switched to night school which will take me longer to get through but my life will be a bit more manageable. I just started my job as a singing gondolier. I’ll only be working 2-3 days a week but that’s enough. And I just started running again. Found a running partner (by accident) who’s keen to run the Rock n Roll Marathon in 11 weeks. And I’ve never run a marathon and ran my one and only half marathon 6 years ago. However we did a trial long run today and i JUST did a cool 9 miler (20 minutes ago) fairly easily so I agreed to sign up. Whats the worst that can happen? I don’t finish? That’s not a terrible result. But I have long run buddy every weekend and a race to look forward to. And I’ve been taking some yoga and I’m kinda locked in to a saturday night aerial yoga class. My aerial fitness is ready to be used again. A break seems to be just what I needed. So there you have it thats all I’m going to focus on now – marathon training, aerial/yoga and school school school. Plus work and home life. So still busy but more diversely and my happiness has increased 🙂 I’ll try to keep up with the training log here.
Ciao for now – I’m going to go shower and ice my hammies