Motivation

I have been pretty lax in my weight loss efforts of late. I've been working out with my trainer on Tuesdays and Thursdays, but otherwise I haven't been doing much of anything, and I've been eating whatever I feel like eating. It shows, on the scale and in my clothes.

Shopping for jeans that would actually fit this morning gave me a good motivational idea. I could set up a schedule of when I can buy new clothes. Then, if that time arrives and I haven't gone down a size, I won't be allowed to buy any.

A tangible, specific goal like this--come down at least one size before the next shopping trip--would probably be better motivation than the generic "lose weight". We all know how well that one works.

I just need to decide what a reasonable time frame would be.

Thoughtdump

Twitter is performing database maintenance. How am I supposed to regale you with snippets of useless information about my day?

Oh, that's right, I have a blog.

I'm in that discontented mood that I seem to get a lot. Usually I need to make some sort of proactive life change, or at least come up with some plans to do so, in order to shake the mood. Unfortunately, one change I had wanted to make has been vetoed--I had hoped to set up a treadmill at my work station, but the higher-ups don't like the idea. I don't know if they thought I wanted to jog, and get all sweaty, or what. All I really wanted was to stay moving, at 1 mph or less, rather than sitting all day. I'm considering asking if I can just raise my desk so that I stand all day instead. We'll see.

I've been thinking a lot about my poor blog, and how I keep neglecting it. I think I want to give myself writing assignments and stick to a posting schedule, at least for awhile. I also want to get better about reading more.

A big problem is that I don't want to spend a lot of time sitting around--which of course is why I wanted a treadmill at work. So I am thinking about ways I can incorporate exercise into the typically stationary activities I do at home.

Sean's been wanting to move our computers into the second bedroom (which is what I wanted from the beginning, but whatever ;>), so I'm thinking about what I could do in there. Maybe a treadmill desk; maybe a desk that can be used with my bike on its stand; maybe something that can do both.

These days, when I get home I don't feel like doing anything productive. I'll get online and read a few things or watch TV until bedtime. I think having a regular desk instead of using the coffee table would help. You have to kind of settle in to really work on a computer, and leaning over from the couch or sitting on the floor kind of precludes that. So hopefully the move to the second bedroom will help too.

A friend mentioned yesterday that someone he knows has lost weight by making small changes, like not sitting down when he watches TV. I have used the Free Step on the Wii Fit while watching TV before, so I think I'll try to keep doing that. (Unfortunately it maxes out at 30 minutes, at which point I have to change input back to the Wii and turn it off or start it over.)

I'm hoping I can get to the point where some sort of activity is built into everything I do...and I'm hoping that that will give me the energy to do even more things. I'm always talking about being tired of being in a rut, but I never seem to actually try to get out of it. Part of it is a lack of motivation, part of it is not having the right tools, and part of it is just not being sure of what I want to do. I can at least solve that last problem by thinking about it, by going ahead and trying different things and seeing what sticks.

Another thing I really want to do is find and stick to a good calendar/project organization system. I want to be able to track what I'm doing and what I need to do, to pat myself on the back and keep myself on track. I want to accomplish things that take longer than a day.

Here's hoping I can figure something out about all this.

Fear, procrastination, and disorganization

Last night, one of the people I've met through Twitter posted the following stream of angry tweets. (Read them in reverse order.)

I probably don't have to tell you how much these hit home for me. I'm not the one she's talking about, but I may as well be. How many years have I whined about wanting something more? About wishing I could lose weight? About how I can't seem to follow through with anything?

Here is a person who seems to actually be able to do those things, frustrated as hell with someone like me who won't get organized and do it. I can't blame her for feeling that way. I'm frustrated with myself most of the time.