Thursday, August 30, 2012

On Wedding Planning

As you might already know, I announced Eric's and my engagement at the beginning of June. Since then, I've been keeping relatively quiet about everything here on the blog.


Mostly because I'm having a hard time deciding what to share here and what not to share here. It's difficult to find that line between what we want to keep private and what it's okay for me to share, but I'd like to try and share what I can.

If only because wedding planning is not as rife with drama as the T.V. shows would have you believe. I certainly haven't shed a single tear over any of the actual decision making to date. Though apparently I made a random woman in the bridal salon cry while I was standing around in my dress waiting for the seamstress.

That was weird.

I won't say that I haven't gotten wrapped up in the idea of scouring Pinterest or Etsy for the perfect something or other. I definitely spent my fair share of time doing exactly that, only to eventually realize that I wasn't staying true to myself. I am not a glitzy, or glamorous woman. I didn't spend my youth planning out an extravagant affair that my groom would have no say in.

No, by and large, I'm profoundly pragmatic and I trust my instincts to tell me when something is right. Thus I've decided to actually put my thoughts about the whole process so far into words and share them over the course of the few weeks. Hopefully my experiences will help some other pragmatic bride feel like it's completely okay to stay true to themselves.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Released Into The Wild

Alternatively this post could be titled Wild squirrels run free! but I thought that would be a little too cheesy.
I had my final physical therapy appointment two weeks ago. I've made significant progress, which is enough to get me cleared to continue on my own. I did have some lingering calf pain because I tried to do too much to soon (argh) but its finally completely cleared up. I've been running every other day for about a week or so now.

I'm still a bit nervous every time I run. I'm constantly checking in with the past hurty parts to see if they hurt again and so far they haven't but once bitten, twice shy, I guess? The mileage I've started introducing back into my schedule is low, just a few meters over 2K on average. It seems to be working and nothing is hurting, but I'll continue with my 10% increases until I know that I'm truly 100% again.

Regardless, I've already signed up for one of my favorite races from last year: The Southborough Gobble Wobble Turkey Trot 5K. It's on Thanksgiving (duh) and I've even convinced a friend and Nate to run it with me. I though about coming up with a training plan for myself, but I realized that at this point I just need to run. I don't need to worry about speed training, or endurance training, just running. It makes going for a run easy since I don't even worry about taking Beepy or a regular watch with me.

Hopefully within a month or two, the title of my blog will start to be apropos again.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Fashion Envy

This is me.

I'm the queen of the zip-up hoodie, t-shirt and jeans combo. I also (wish) I rocked a mean Pikachu backpack. You would be correct in assuming that my list of labels has not ever included and likely will never include fashionista.

Sure, I can be persuaded to dress up a little bit.
But it doesn't happen with much regularity.

You see, I'm hopelessly inept at styling myself. I have a grand total of three hairstyles: ponytail, barrette & low ponytail, and straight. Make-up? I can do the simplest of tasks but I wear make-up with even less frequency than I dress up. Accessorizing? I hardly ever think about it.

Sometimes I wish I were more capable of styling myself. And truthfully, I could be if I put my mind to it. I'd probably even be good at it.

Why don't I?

I've finally come to the realization that it's just not something I care enough about to prioritize. I'd much rather dress myself for a workout, play Minecraft with my Mom or read a book.

In fact, I'm totally okay with being the woman who'd rather have a Pikachu backpack than a designer purse.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Not That Girl

Image: winnond /
A couple of days ago, I was looking through this post. It's a post that is as much for me as it is for everyone else. It's good to look at from time to time to remind myself of how far I've come.

Only this time, I looked at it and realized that I was no longer that girl anymore.

At that age and maturity level, I blamed everyone else for my problems. I was fat because something was wrong with my endocrine system, not because I was inactive and ate too much of all the wrong foods. And the blame game wasn't limited to my weight and health. Didn't finish my homework? I'd come up with some ridiculous excuse.

Thinking about it now, I'd never say that I was happy I grew up fat but I am most certainly grateful that I had to pay the price of having an unhealthy lifestyle so early in my life. Struggling with it has taught me that I'm the only one responsible for my actions, reactions and subsequent consequences in the world around me. It's taught me to be introspective, understand my thought patterns and question my feelings about something.

It's taught me the power of commitment and hard work.

It's taught me that every person's struggle is a little different and no one struggles quite the same way.

In losing all that weight, I gained a healthy mindset, which has been instrumental to my long term success at maintenance.

What has your weight loss taught you about your own thought patterns?