The saddest part is

  • that I have 7 drafts sitting in my blog box
  • that I'm 30 days from the wedding and I don't even know what I have left to do
  • that I lack the energy and motivation to do anything
  • that there are few wonderful moments in my life now a days
  • that I don't seem to cherish and reflect on these moments like I should
  • that I'm letting myself get all emotional and stressed over such a wonderful period in my life (work, marriage, family)

So what's up, webverse? How are things going. For those who may have been wondering - since it has been a while - how I am doing... well, I am fine. I'm feeling wonderful about who I am and where I am at in my life. I'm just having a hard time with the world around me. I feel that people are unjustly judging me about the success in things, including the wedding. Of course I am completely delusional when it comes to this; I know that everyone loves me, and that the only thing they expect of me is to have fun. However, with stressful things like money and everything to do with money, I am having trouble with resisting an emotional breakdown every week!!

Alright Webverse, I need to go for now. I am making this a shrot little snippet. I hope to have a cool daily post from now till the wedding. Kinda like a post every 30 days before the wedding. Excited? I am. Lets hope I actually do it ;)

-Megan

You can't spell "couch" without "my butt"

Sometimes this is how I truly feel.

Here is the problem: A very lazy person like me is likely to forgo doing something that requires effort unless they see the benefits of doing so. So, when it comes to this whole "exercise and diet" thing, I am pretty cautious of doing what I need to do to shed the pounds. Why? Because if I don't see any positive changes I immediately think to myself "what's the point?" I've been in a funk, because during my three month weight flux I haven't been motivated to try harder, because my current level of try isn't ddoing much for me physically or on the scale; though my current level of try is often me sitting on my but for hours, only getting up for food, water, and the potty. Seeing results from another's attempt at losing weight is somewhat motivating. Two of my friends began a weight loss journey in January, and both have lost a good 10% of their body fat (about 15-20 lbs). I am inspired by these two women, but I can't help but feel resentment at the same time. I am only resentful out of shame, because my true feelings are that I hate knowing that I was doing so well for so long in the beginning. I lost 10 lbs in September, and 10 in October; this was something I was so proud of and amazed by. The hard work with dieting and exercise didn't feel hard at all, and I was feeling great when I saw the changes in my body and my energy. But then, between November and now I have only lost an additional 2-4 lbs; I've been forever stuck in this limbo of weighing 214-218. In November the holiday season, my birthday, and all the working and stress that came with the two slowed down my stride. December was the same. January was promising until I was sick with the Flu for one week, and recovering for another. February came and went, not just because it is a few days shorter than most months, but because my mind focused solely on emergencies in my financial, career, and personal world. So much focus on the external left little room for the internal. Now I am in March. So far the month has been swell. A little fall here and there but nothing too dramatic. The world around me hasn't come crashing down. Wedding planning is going alright, and we have finally decided on many things, and are no longer wishy washy all over the place. In my own little bubble I am doing alright as well. Despite fluctuating in weight, I'm still losing inches. Just the other day I felt around my mid section, and little blobs of fat and skin are much smaller than I remember. But this pleasant little realization is possibly one of the only reasons why I feel my drive to lose weight has been rebooted. My friends doing so well is one motivator, and the change in me physically is another. The want to do so is the last but smallest one. Why am I so personally de-motivated? I am not lieing to myself about what I want. There is no part of me that accepts that being this heavy and unhealthy is a good, desirable, or wanted thing. I don't want to be big anymore; I want to be healthy, thinner, lighter, and sexier, damnit! Sometimes I just don't understand why my wanting it badly is not enough for me to get up off my lazy ass and exercise for 30 minutes, or enough to keep me from overeating. 

This is the part where I get to praise Health Month a bit. Despite all of the things that have been dampening my spirits, and keeping me from getting to where I want to be, Health Month is possibly the one constant in my life right now. Even if I follow my rules 50% or less of the time, I am still checking in every 24 hours, and reminding myself of the rules/goals I have set in place. I have ordered myself to write 2x/week because I enjoy writing and want to be comfortable with doing so in frequent and large amounts. Do I follow this rule every week. It is obvious that I don't, isn't it? However, even though I pretty much am failing with a good chunk of rules, I am able to, on a daily basis, review these wants and desires I have made tangible through Health Month. Its like the little notes you stick to your mirror, saying "You are a beautiful, strong woman" or things scheduled in a planner.  I use Health Month as a way to constantly remind me of what I want and need to be doing. Following my rules or not, this is a wonderful thing. Much of the time I can be blissfully unaware of how my behavior is effecting my health, and I can often avoid those serious discussions with myself about my health and well being. Checking in each day on Health Month reminds me that I want to exercise 30 minutes 4x/week because I know it will do me better than sitting on my ass. Does it always get me off the couch? No. But I'm better off with it than without it. Also, being Asian I am pretty prone to the powers of guilt, and losing life points has often been a sure fire way to get my but in gear; even if it is for one day. 

So I hope everyone rejoices in the fact that rule/goal setting and following (or not following) is a blessing that I'd hope you feel better off with than without. Cheers to March and the work everyone is doing. I am often amazed by the strength I see in others.

If I had any idea...

I would just like to say that this morning I opened my duffel bag that has housed jeans I haven't been able to wear for 4 years. I can now wear them. BITCHES.
How amazing is that? 
Even though I haven't met my weight loss goals I am still feeling great about everything I've done thus far.

However, I am afraid I have once again set myself up for a crash and burn this month. I had way too many rules before March began, and even into Day 1 I skimmed some off. I'm still not sure if I can make it work. Part of me (the lazy part) wants to just let my behaviors and changes come naturaly. I don't want to use something like Health Month as a way to monitor and encourage my actions. I want to use it more ad a reward system for if I so happen to be a good girl and do what I need to automagically. 

THIS IS NOT REALITY.

I am sure the though carefree lounge-like aproach to getting healthy is ideal, it is not realistic, to be honest. Maybe for some of you, but not for me. Once again when I look back on how well I did in September and October, I ruminate over why I am not doing as well as I did then. Why am I not exercising every day, tracking my meals, eating under 1500 cals. Why?????

When I wake up in the morning the first thing In want to do is go back to sleep.
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Every now and then I feel like doing stuff, but most of the time I am perfectly fine with just sinking in my couch and melting my brain with bad television. I don't know how to detach myself from bad habits and attach myself to good ones. It is because I am made up of two parts laziness 1 part awareness of the need to do things and that they take effort. It is a sad state of affairs. 

This is my resting state, or my general place of being. On average I don't want to do much more than indulge in self stimulating activities. My recent drungs of choice are:

Chocolates...Snickers in particular.
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Vegging out 
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I each morning I catch up on my shows over home made breakfast. However, I don't turn it off when I am done with my meal. I keep the t.v. going till I either need to do something else (like work or run errands) or run out of things to watch. It is a sad state of affairs for me when I run out of things to watch. A) because I end up watching complete and utter televised crap! or B) because I will find something else to do to avoid doing what I need to be doing...

Which is exercising (at the last).

This is where Health Month was useful in the beginning. I was excited and eager to do well and not fail. I turned in every day with a nice big 100%. However, that was in October.

Fast forward...

I have two theories about how/why I've fallen off the train to goalsville. 

  1. Having had played Health Month for so long has caused the game to lose its meaning. Kind of as if I have absorbed the game into my daily life so much that I react to doing well in it with a big fat "meh," as I do to most routine things. The excitement has lessened and has been displaced by stress. Yes, I do stress when I realize I am not following my rules. I don't even think about "cheating" anymore. I just let myself die. And it isn't so much that I decide to break the rules as it is more that I kinda forget because I have stopped caring as much.
  2. Number of rules: the number of rules seems, for me, to have a negative correlation with success in following them. I.e. the more rules I have, the worse I do.I'm pretty sure this is the cause; it is not the difficulty of my rules. October, 3 rules. November, something like 9 rules. December, in the teens. January and February, in the high teens low twenties. March, I think 22 rules. Having a lot of rules can be somewhat related to the first point made above. The more rules you have the more daunting it is to try and remember them and follow them, etc. Especially when they are new rules.

This month I have around 22 rules and 1/3 of them are new. I have lessend the difficulty of some things and challenegd myself in others. Sometimes I feel that failing on your rules can also be completely circumstantial. The great cosmos often times interferes with our plans, and we may end up breaking our rules because of it.

Health Month, and all the players that play you, you need to know that I apreciate you and everything you have done to help me. I don't really know where this blog was headed. I am pretty sure that I am beyond tired and unwilling to take a moment to paus and collect my thoughts, and reread my ramblings. 

So I bid farewell to the blogosphere, and send my well wishes to all my friends and teammates on Health Month. Understand that I am a bit lost in my thoughts at the moment. I am pretty sure an early morning and a nice cup of coffee would be a better time to examine the point(s) I was trying to make.

I think I was simply determined to make it to 750 words tonight. See, Buster, at least 750words.com and healthmonth.com are benifiting readers by providing them with 100% quality amusement from my late night rantings.

Adeu.

 

Spring Cleaning

Ahh, Health Month, I think this has been my most difficult month so far; and thank god it was the shortest. As stated in my last bloggeronie, my failure can be attributed to setting myself up for failure paired with the great cosmos having a fun time throwing life changing events my way. So, since I don't completely own the horrible job I did this month, I guess I will change my attitude and consider myself to have simply a bit foolish and or weak. I can't give the universe too much credit. I did, at many points, have a somewhat of a "fuck it" attitude.

Anyway, March calls for some spring cleaning, if you will, of my rules and my life. I have dumped a good number of rules from my list; including some I have been doing since day one.

Drinking water is gone, because I feel I have a good handle on drinking on average about 6 glasses a day. I removed the smoking rule because I have been cigarette sober for two months now. I will no longer have the daily multivitamin rule because I have been consistent in following this and, well, I've also ran out! must go buy some more. These and other rules will be retired because they are either unnecessary, not as important, or I trust that I will follow them without them being official rules.

Honorable mention to the one rule I have had since my very first Health Month (October): Eat Breakfast Every Day. I know that I will likely follow this rule without thinking about it, but it is a rule that I need to never EVER slip on. I can not stress enough the importance of eating breakfast!!! Not eating breakfast usually ruins the rest of my day (health wise), making it harder to follow other important rules.

Let me give a little bit of a testimony about Health Month and what happens when you don't follow your rules.

The first couple months felt really good, and maybe that was because I didn't have as many rules, or there was a good balance between easy and hard. Probably also felt good because I didn't lose so many life points. 

October - 8
November - 17
December - 29
January - 26
February - 28 (Wow, that's a life point a day)

Wait, that cant be, considering that I lost about the same amount the last three months. So why did this month feel so crappy? Well, as I was looking through each month and how many lifepoints I was healed, I realized that February was the only month I barely healed other players. I know it is difficult to quantify this number since it is dependent on how often you break your rules. Still I can't help but wonder if I was unhappy playing this month partially because I wasn't interacting with other players as much as I usually do.

Or of course it could be the other way around. There could be something that was making me miserable, and not wanting to be friendly and altruistic.

And maybe I am going off track here a bit.

When you don't follow your rules there is definitely a sense of crappiness that invades your mind and makes you a grumpy grump. Having people playing the game who appreciate and support you can improve the mood and increase the motivation, but there is still a lingering sorrow attached to rule breaking. When you have a good reason (such as a celebration of some sort, or a vacation, or illness even) to break a rule, the bad feelings usually aren't so bad. But when you are breaking your rules often, and the same ones repeatedly, there is a chance to be overwhelmed with dread and the desire to give up. For example, I pretty much (for the second month in a row) gave up on the reading rule. Its not like reading is hard, and I LOVE a good book. But there is something about trying to will yourself to sit and read that was simply impossible for me. One problem is that I typically fall asleep when I try to read. However, forcing yourself to read feels unnatural (IMO). Yet we can do so when we study while in school? I don't know what my hangups with reading really were this month, but I have decided to let this rule go, for now; especially since it is not too important for my physical health (but mental, well, that is debatable).

I am going to focus on my diet this March. I think I have spent too long (approximately 3 months) weighing the same weight; between September and December I had lost 20lbs, but I've been stuck at a 26lb weight loss since December). I am ready to kick my butt when I exercise, to begin my adventures in trying to jog, and to torture myself with giving up bread, pasta, and rice (6/7 days, or course). I will also be stuffing my face with vegetables.

Health Month, I really can't thank you enough. As odd as it may seem to other people, I don't think I would have been this successful in my journey to health without you! 

 

We've got to talk...

Alright Health Month, I think you and I have fallen apart.

First it was the fried food, then an extra trip to Starbucks, but at least I was exercising! You cant be mad at me for buying a new pair of jeans because I have no more that fit me well. I know I wasn't writing, but I was thinking about it...

Its not you, its me. I've been going through some changes, and have been thinking about some things. I've changed. My life, and what I want for it, is different now. I'm sorry, but at some point during the last couple weeks I just began to see the future differently, without you in it.

Ok, ok. I'm not really breaking it off with Health Month. You can calm yourselves (or, at least I will calm myself).

There was a point in this month where I pretty much gave up. In the first two weeks I had sunken into the negative life point zone, burrying myself beneath broken rules. I tried my best to justify all my actions, but looking back on it all, I was just making excuses. I was valid in my arguments on some things, but for the most part I was simply allowing myself to indulge in doing and not doing some things, which lead to my hasty downfall. 

I love Health Month. The game paired with the right mindset and a good attitude has really done wonders for my health. Since September I have come close to losing 30lbs (and I haven't been where I'm at in my weight since 2007). I've been able to resist temptations more frequently and give up some of my bad food habits (like Fast Food joints). Health Month has, if you will, been somewhat of a spreadsheet for helping me manage and track my health habits. At the end of each month I've been able to assess just how well I am doing in certain areas, and determine what things in my life are the hardest, easiest, and most important to change. So for all of this awesomeness I thank Health Month.

Right before the month began I had dubbed February as FABruary. I was excited about doing well and determined to challenge myself in new areas and areas I've found success in. I made strict my Starbucks, pasta, salt, and soda allowances. I kept with my "no fried foods," "no shopping," and allowed myself the pleasentries of writing "750 words" and "grateful things" each day. Fabruary was going to be an amazing month where I stayed on track, realized my strength, and continued on one more month!

So what happened??????

I asked myself this question every time I lost life points; but I never could answer myself.

At one point I decided that I had lost my way. Another day I convinced myself that I just didn't care. Just a while ago I was convinced that them month was a wash and I would just start over during March. I was comfortable with giving up. I wanted another day with drinking sodas, and an extra sweet drink from Starbucks. Going another day without writing 750 words was fine, and breaking my commitment to blog once weekly was fine considering how many bloggers there are.

I gotta say one things though: considering I know just how good success feels, how much fulfillment I receive from following my rules, and the happiness when I see a positive change in myself, this whole slip, relahpse, and giving up things REALLY sucks and honestly is not me.

The real me is a beautiful and confident woman who has worked hard to get what she wants despite every single roadblock that has come up along the way. I admit all the time that I tend to be lazy, to lose my will to resist temptation, and to admit that things are just to hard to try and do. However, I've so many times been able to trash these thoughts and adopt a positive attitude so I may get done what I need to do to maintain the life I want.

Well, this real me came in a different form this month. It wasn't till recently - well today actually - that I realized my folly was that my life had abruptly changed and Fabruary was not prepared for those changes (or at least not quite fabulous enough).

So, the changes: 
  1. Getting the mottor running on wedding planning
  2. Recieving county health care that completely covered the medical bills that seemed to gloom my future for the next 10 years
  3. New job =  change in schedule, income, and attitude
These things, plus others, have warped my life this month. The rules I had set for the month were centered around the idea that I'd be working less, and spending time at home wallowing in my own self pity. I made rules that would hopefuly take up my "doing nothing" time while still keeping my sanity. Exercise, make my meals, limit the bad stuff, write, read, etc. Instead I had less time to do much since I was out of the house a lot, and with a break of nice weather and friends being friendly, I've honestly been much busier and, well, happier than I thought I would be this month. I was driving a lot, leading to more frequent caffien intakes (starbucks and carbinated sources of energy). My hubby and I discovered the power of date night, so cooking dinner 6/7 days wasn't really happening (considering other days where we had made plans to go out,m or something happened and we had no time to cook, etc). So much has happened in less than 28 days and I haven't been able to adapt, accomodate, or keep up.

I am pretty much done with making my excuses. I think that I'm feeling a lot better about my slips from this month. I will admit some of the indulgences have come from an INTENSE sweet tooth (something I NEVER have) and its been ruining my sugar/calorie intake. Oh well.

Still, Health Month, I forgive you for being so hard, and I am sorry that I expected too much from you, and from myself. I took all of this too seriously, and brought myself down without really thinking about the situation.

Lets still be friends!

Now, what to call March....aMARCHing? Marchvelous? I'm feeling good about the weeks to come. And I hope everyone else is too!

Your friend in health,

-Megan

Just when things were looking up, I had to get shit on.

What would have happened if I hadn't gone to the hospital?

Last month I had the flu for the first time in my life. I suffered from fevers as high as 104 for close to 12 hours before the SO decided to take me to a hospital. We didn't know what we were doing. All we knew was we were failing to reduce my fever, and people were telling me I could die with a temperature that high. So we went to the hospital, I was hooked up to an IV and given two full bags of fluids to hydrate my body, and a tiny bit of morphine to reduce the pain. I was there for maybe 4 hours.

While I was being all sicky, the financial lady came to help me fill out a Medical application. Apparently it was a good idea despite the fact that it was likely I would not be covered because I wasn't A) unemployed and B) a mother. So, due to the fact that I manage to make maybe $300-$400 a month I am unqualified for aid.

What would have happened if I hadn't gone to the hospital?

I received my hospital bill today. $13648. Not $3000 like we were estimated. Oh, and no itemized bill explaining why two IV's and some pain killers cost 13K!! The bill is for more than my car cost me in 2006. Its higher than what I paid out of pocket for my higher education (and higher than what I owe in student loans). Its more expensive than my wedding, and more money than we were able to beg from friends and family for aid in buying our home (well, my SO's home).

What would have happened if I hadn't gone to the hospital?

So I pretty much fainted while simultaneously suffering heart failure as I looked at the bill. I proceeded then to cry the loudest, most dramatic and painful cry since, well, possibly since when my dad died. No joke. I literally felt like giving up and keeling over, because what was the point? The world just wanted to throw so many god damn hardships my way, and I'm beginning to think that the cosmos does not want me to have anything I want. We're already struggling, so add in the wedding and we're struggling. Now add this bill and we're homeless. 

What would have happened if I hadn't gone to the hospital?

I wouldn't be stuck with this life altering dream killing bill! But who knows, I could also be dead.

The saddest part about all of this (to me at least) is the fact that I'm filled with so much sadness and fear that I guilt myself into wishing I'd had risked my life and stayed home instead of bringing upon us this huge ass debt. Add to this the hatred I have for the way of the world: why was the government willing to award me almost $10K in grants for higher education, but I can't get the same amount to help pay for a life saving treatment????

Can someone tell me why the leading cause of bankruptcy in this country is medical debt? Why is it not from something like gambling? Why not from something generally associated with evil and selfishness? It is the people out there who can't afford health care who end up buried underneath a life changing amount of debt because of this fact.

What the hell, life. What the hell.

So, with that said, I am currently battling the urge to stab myself with the will to stick it to the man and try and reduce this bill to something realistic.

I mean, come on. I don't think its fair that a 24 year old college graduate who'd been waiting 7 years to marry the love of her life and is finally doing so in 4 months, and who has done so much to better this world via so many ways, who has suffered so many hardships, who was finally starting to feel good about her life, gets stuck with this SHIT.

I know $14,000 is tiny compared to what some people get stuck with. That doesn't mean I can't feel any more depressed about it.

I want to have my wedding, and start a family. I feel like all this that I've wanted for so long, and worked so hard for, and spent so many years without because I knew that getting through school and building my life was important, all that I want is once again being denied to me. Now I have to wait longer, work harder. Which isn't so bad, at least not for character building.

Still, I just want a chance to be happy. Is that so much to ask?

So, I'd like to say to the world, "Fuck You."

-Megan

Health Month and mental health and well being

Health Month creates for its users a place to have fun while following rules aimed to better health. Some of these rules revolve around diet and exercise; but there are those rules that are made to maintain mental and emotional (psychological) health and well being. One of my favorite examples is "List thing you're grateful for." I truly believe that expressing gratefulness can lead to greater physical, emotional, and mental health. Taking time out of your day to reflect on the good things you have and to give thanks for these things can ultimately lead to a longer and happier life (some studies support, but not necessarily prove, this idea). Other similar rules are go on friend dates, relax, quality alone time, etc. These things aren't necessarily existing to better your physical health; at least not directly, though you can argue that rules like these can increase happiness and reduce stress, therefore increasing the likelihood someone will eat right and exercise because of the positive attitude change. Having Health Month rules like these can remind us of those things we should do to increase cognitive health and functioning, and change our emotions and attitudes.

A couple days ago one of my fellow Health Month-ers and team mate introduced and wonderful idea about Health Month and its benefits; an idea that I had never really thought about till then. She asked if any of us realized just how exciting a new month, even a new week, is because of Health Month. Health Month adds excitement to the beginning of a new month, makes us look forward to the end of the day, and turns the end of the HM week into something that must be celebrated. 

Before I joined Health Month I am pretty sure that I met the end of each week and each month with a melodramatic sigh of relief, or I complained about time moving too fast, or too slow, and I dreaded my days off because I felt alone with nothing to do. Health Month pretty much gave me something more to look forward too each day. No matter what I had scheduled for any given day, at least I knew that I would have my Health Month rules to follow. I hope that doesn't seem too silly. Kinda even sounds a bit loserly to me. Still, a day with meaning (actual or perceived) is a good day.

Either way, there is no denying that Health Month does make the end of a day, a week, and a month way more exciting than normal. There is something about knowing that you made little steps towards a better you, and celebrated little victories, that makes the end of the day, week, or month, that much more special and exciting. 

With that said you can now consider Health Month as an entity that betters mental health and well being with or without rules that are designed to do so. If Health Month does make your day, week, or month happier and more exciting, than the game is hopefully doing its job in positively transforming the way you cognize and perceive each day, your self, the act of getting healthy, etc.

So, once again, thank you Health Month!

Your friend in health,

Megan

(drats! only 543 words! must write more laterz or else I fail the rule!)

One down, eleven to go.

And by this I mean eleven months to go.

Can you believe that January is almost over? it was only 31 days ago that all of us were scrambling to finalize the rules we'd be forcing ourselves to follow during what is arguably one of the most scary, depressing, busy, stressful, positive, and life changing months of the year! I can tell you that I pretty much fell under the typical pattern of self destruction that most people statistically do. I had a wonderful first week, where I exercised for an hour almost every day, ate well, and followed all my rules. Then week two I somewhat slowed down due to business in my life. Then week three I pretty much came close to death after I came down with the Flu (my first time ever) and suffered from dangerously high temperatures. The last remaining days for me were spent sulking, recovering, and being gloomy. So, like so many people do in January, I stuck with my New Year's resolutions and promises for the first week, and then slowly fell off the wagon; and falling in slow motion sucks. I know that my failure wasn't entirely my fault, but that doesn't mean that it didn't happen, and that I didn't handle it poorly. 

However, in February I will be accentuating the positive, eliminating the negative, drinking from a half full glass, and stopping to smell the roses from time to time. 

How Embarrassing

I checked out my report card for January's Health Month, and I had A's and B's all around. As I scrolled my way to the bottom of the page, what did I see? A big fat D. I never get D's; not even when I was in college! Of all things what did I do (or not do) to receive a D? 

I didn't write.

You think that I would have written often, and received a better grade for it, with all the different motivations I had for doing so! It being the beginning of a new year, my not working as much, and the fact that I agreed to blog for Health Month, I should have been writing at least every other day. I had plenty of time and reason, but I guess I had absolutely no motivation; which is unfortunate because I like to write and think that I am generally good at it. 

I grovel at the feet of those I know who wrote 750 words every day for a whole month! Makes me want to do the same. I have a lot going on this month: taxes, new job, wedding planning, continuing the health improvement. I am pretty full of things that I could force myself to write about. And I know that people have suggested I just copy/paste everything I have written anywhere on the internets for that day, not matter what, and it should be 750 or more. But I like to actually write things that are real and meaningful. I tried the "writing the first things that pop in your head, even if the end result is a bunch of three sentence paragraphs about unimportant nonsense that flowed from different locals, like brain meat through a thought grinder."

Well, for February's Health Month I did decide to keep the "write 3 pages in a journal" rule, but reduced it to 4 times a week. Hopefully giving myself an extra day to slack, making my assignment to write pretty much every other day during a week, will increase the frequency of qualitative writing sessions.

And just to throw it out there, anyone can give you their reasons as to why writing a little bit on a daily basis could be good for anyone. Buster gives us a nice little explanation over at 750 words. For me, writing every day is a chore; I don't really want it to be, but for now it is a burdensome chore. However, during the times when I am not thinking of writing as such, I consider daily writing as a cathartic process. There is something fun, insightful, and enlightening about logging one's thoughts about something, then (if you're like me) reading over the writing, making edits, reviewing and reconsidering your own thoughts and ideas. I learn more about myself when I work hard to write out how I truly am feeling, but in a nice, structured, way. I don't get any benefit from writing out randomness. I already get frustrated enough by my own inability to filter my thoughts as I try to have discussions with people. Maybe why I love writing so much is because I can express what I want to, but edit myself before sharing with the world. 

Because I know that writing feels good, and because I know I am incredibly lazy - enough that I avoid doing those things that have pleasant reward - sites like 750 words, with Health Month as an added regulator, help motivate me to tap away at the keyboard keys. Trust me, before Health Month and 750 words I was trying to be a blogger, but I did not write as well or as often. Now I am at least enjoying the process more than before. 

A question I want to ask of you

How many Health Month players carry over and maintain rules from previous months - rules that are important to you, that are positive for you, or that tie in with new rules - even though you would follow them regardless of if you had them? For example, in my case, I always have "take a multi daily" even though I would likely do so without the rule. I'm also keeping "smoke 0 cigarettes a week" because I quit smoking at the beginning of January, even though I am pretty sure I will not pick up a cigarette ever again. I keep rules like these as a reminder of what I've accomplished, what I need to focus on, and, well, just in case I do break them, I can be penalized for it. 

I've seen here and there that some people think its wrong to have rules that are pretty much "throw away for extra points" rules; rules that don't mean anything because they aren't challenging you or there to help create and maintain a change in your health. Kinda like a personal trainer having a "exercise for 30 minutes 5 days a week" or a vegetarian having "eat bright veggies every day."

Do you have rules like these? If not, do you think it is ok or not ok to have rules like these (and of course it depends entirely on certain rules applying to certain people)?

Just thought this was an interesting topic for discussion, much like the "cheating" topic. However, I completely understand that, like the issue of cheating, this regardless of how anyone feels about this issue there is no real way of fixing it, regulating it, monitoring it, or changing the game to fit it. Unfortunately the polar bear can't keep track of everything! And all this doesn't really matter. Its just interesting stuff to think about. 

I guess I spend too much time thinking about the way other people think and behave. I love being a psychologist.

I hope everyone is excited about February! Be happy, don't eat too much valentines day chocolate, and be hopeful for the future, healthier, you!

Oh, spread the word that this month is Fabruary! 

Your friend in health,

Megan

(1249 words!)

Hello February!

I, Megan, accept the following rules for the month of February…

  1. Exercise for 30 minutes at least 4 days a week
  2. Write 3 pages in a private journal at least 4 days a week
  3. Eat breakfast every day
  4. Cook dinner 6 days a week
  5. Brush Teeth every day
  6. Don't buy anything from work every day
  7. List things you're grateful for every day
  8. Read a book for at least 30 minutes 2 days a week
  9. Eat greens at least 4 days a week
  10. Allow 2 sodas a week
  11. No fried food
  12. Allow pasta 2 days a week
  13. Allow added salt 2 days a week
  14. No tobacco
  15. Drink at least 44 glasses of water a week
  16. Take a multivitamin every day
  17. Eat whole grains at least 2 days a week
  18. Go to bed before 10pm at least 4 days a week
  19. Allow 1 cup of coffee or tea a week
  20. Track your meals every day

Another Health Month and another attempt to take baby steps towards bettering my health. Some rules have stayed the same, some have changed. Thanks to friends who have made me feel better about having a difficult time with January. I have been able to recognize where I struggle, and what my limits currently are. I will be working hard to move past the disappointment I have felt in myself and arrive at a place where I realize that I can do anything I want to if I really want to. I just need to really want to. 

I declare February, 2011, to be Fabruary! Everyone, do your best to be hopeful, happy, and keep with your goals for a healthier life. I know I will be doing my best to act, feel, and be Fabulous!

Your friend in health,

Megan

Getting back on track (revisited)

Week 1: Awesome.

Week 2: Shaky, but I managed.

Week 3: Flu.

Week 4: So far, no good.

I am trying to recover from being sick. I spent a whole week in bed, weak, tired, watching t.v., sleeping, etc. Now that I am no longer super sick I am having a hard time getting back on track. Kinda like when you return from a week long vacation, and you struggle with remembering how to live your real life. Well, being sick for a whole week has left me lost in my own home. I have no routine, no groceries, and a whole lot of debt. I don't know how to get back on the exercise train. I'm scared of managing what I eat because I need to try and live off of less than $50 a week, so buying frozen and processed foods is tempting, because it is filling and cheap. 

Going so long without caring about your Health Month rules makes it pretty easy to to want to continue not caring. I barely ate anything, I didn't exercise, and I did not write. So now that I am well I can't seem to jump the "act like it!" hurdle. I've reverted back to my "I don't feel like doing anything" attitude, and in all honestly I truly don't. Maybe I am depressed over my financial worries, the wedding, and my crumbling relationships. Ruminating over all these things have really made me detach myself from what I really want and what I really should be doing.

What I envy is the happiness other people get from exercising and being well. Maybe I could have this too, but I retract from the dream because I fear it would be too much undesirable work. 

This is what always stands in my way of doing most anything, especially things that are good for me (like working towards a good job or wedding stuff, etc). When it comes to exercising, I know that the end result is worth it, but just getting to the point where I am comfortable enough to go outside and walk or jog, or sacrificing the time I have to do nothing but be lazy and use it instead to spend at least 30 minutes on my stationary, all this is too difficult according to my stubborn brain.

The worst part about it all is knowing how often you get in your own way of happiness, and you still allow it to happen.

 

Welcome to attempt #2 at writing. I don't know why I am struggling with motivation to follow my rules; especially the ones that I get some sort of enjoyment from!

Denying yourself the things you like, good for you or not, is a hard thing to do. There is some satisfaction that comes from having the will power to overcome temptations. Still, things like daily writing and exercise, when accomplished, feel pretty good! However, those things are harder for me to do because they require some sort of action. It takes little effort to avoid those "don't" things I've made rules for; like avoid Starbucks, buying things from work, eating out, etc. It takes a lot of effort and time to get a good workout in, or write something that you feel good about. 

I consider all of this when I look at why I haven't been able to get back on track with my Health Month rules. I sit here right now admitting to myself (and to all of the internets) that I haven't exercised today and I don't think I really will. If it wasn't for my ruminating over failing to fulfill my rules I wouldn't have anything to write about, and then I wouldn't follow the 750 words rule.

It's been a struggle. I was sick all last week (week 3) with the Flu, spent one morning in the hospital, and was bed ridden for almost 5 days. Returning to real life after being sick for that long was like returning to real life after a week long vacation. Being detached from my routines for so long is debilitating because I've mentally and physically forgotten what I'm used to (and should be) eating, how it feels (the good feeling) to exercise, and how my day seems to fly by comfortably when I follow those things I've set for myself. How do I bring myself to begin again without feeling overwhelmed with the guilt from failure? I know what all my friends would say, "you didn't fail," and in all honesty I know I should be telling myself this as well. Its a funny thing how easy it is to self sabotage; you can claim all you want how aware you are of your own faults, but will you do anything about it? I answer this for myself: no. 

There is one positive thing that comes out of all this awareness of self, even if the self is a bit disappointing at the moment. This is the will to recognize and admit such things, because the ability to do so gives greater chance to correct mistakes. I have slipped on my rules - on those things I should be doing to better myself and my health - many, many times, and I am still here trying to make my life right.  

So Health Month, I'm not giving up on you just yet. Yes, I have rekindled my addiction to television, snacked on some "no no" foods, and pretty much have not exercised in over a week; but I have not gained weight, I have resisted much larger temptations (can anyone say smoke free for almost 30 days??), and I am still willing to stay in the game.

I hope everyone has the heart to keep at it with me!



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