Ugh, Halloween

Really torn right now. We don’t celebrate Halloween, but our church is having a “trunk-or-treat,” which I have considered going to. I want to go because I like the people at my church and I’d like to at least stop by and say hi. But if we go, I’d feel obligated to put costumes on my children (which would be participating in something we don’t celebrate), and then what about the candy? I would hate to throw it away, and I sure don’t want us to eat ALL of it (a couple pieces are fine, but not every day for a month). Really, I could send it to Dave’s work, but I’m sure his co-workers (who all have kids) would be doing the same thing, and I would sure feel bad about fattening up a bunch of soldiers.

So basically I want to go to a Halloween party to see my friends but I don’t want to get dressed up or bring candy home, which seems unfair to the kids, who would have no choice but to go with me. Yes they’d see their friends, but the friends would be dressed up and bringing home candy. I hate Halloween.

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Scary

quit quitting

 

I know most people celebrate Halloween, so on that theme of scary things, a scary thing I discovered a couple weeks ago is that I was 24 pounds heavier than when I finished my gym’s weight-loss challenge. What’s even more frightening is I had only lost 15 pounds to get to where I was in the pink bikini pic. Yes, I gained back ALL the weight I lost PLUS another almost 10 pounds!

As you may remember, I joined a gym a few weeks ago and I’ve been working out a few times a week while trying to cut back on all the sugar I consume (I quit coffee in September and unfortunately picked up a hot cocoa habit). I have been trying to add more veggies to every meal with the theory that if I add more of the good stuff, then the good stuff will eventually crowd out the not so good stuff. I’m trying to drink more water, take my vitamins, and I sure would like to get more sleep, but I need to actually carry out my pre-bedtime plan (no TV/internet , use my yellow blue-blocking glasses at least an hour before bed, only reading books or journaling or knitting in that hour, basically anything that winds my mind down and signals my brain that it’s almost time for sleep).

The little changes I have been making are helping though. I’m noticing my waist is getting a little smaller and my muscles are starting to peek out a little bit, and this morning the scale said I was down one pound. I’ll take it.

Scary

quit quitting

I know most people celebrate Halloween, so on that theme of scary things, a scary thing I discovered a couple weeks ago is that I was 24 pounds heavier than when I finished my gym’s weight-loss challenge. What’s even more frightening is I had only lost 15 pounds to get to where I was in the pink bikini pic. Yes, I gained back ALL the weight I lost PLUS another almost 10 pounds!

As you may remember, I joined a gym a few weeks ago and I’ve been working out a few times a week while trying to cut back on all the sugar I consume (I quit coffee in September and unfortunately picked up a hot cocoa habit). I have been trying to add more veggies to every meal with the theory that if I add more of the good stuff, then the good stuff will eventually crowd out the not so good stuff. I’m trying to drink more water, take my vitamins, and I sure would like to get more sleep, but I need to actually carry out my pre-bedtime plan (no TV/internet , use my yellow blue-blocking glasses at least an hour before bed, only reading books or journaling or knitting in that hour, basically anything that winds my mind down and signals my brain that it’s almost time for sleep).

The little changes I have been making are helping though. I’m noticing my waist is getting a little smaller and my muscles are starting to peek out a little bit, and this morning the scale said I was down one pound. I’ll take it.

Oh My Goodness NaNoWriMo!!

Only one week until the 2013 National Novel Writing Month starts! Never mind that I haven’t finished a novel yet or hit my 50k words in the previous years, I still get excited like it’s Christmas or something. Well, if Christmas involved hundreds of hours of writing as fast as I can about things that kind of make up a plot, and all the frustration and writer’s block that occurs…

I’m a bright-eyed optimist who believes that THIS is the year I finish all 50,000 words! Even though my track record would say otherwise…

Yay, ellipsis… Ha ha!