Who says that I'm a drama queen?
Life is good here in Toronto. However, for some reason, I'm just not feeling inspired to write about it.... because it all just feels, well, so normal and so boring. I wonder if it's true that I'm happier when I'm anticipating the end of the fucking world. Perhaps this is where good mental health leads you.
In the meantime, while I await some creative inspiration, I will tell you that my body is feeling great; I'm back on the treadmill; I've started going to lunchtime yoga classes (fuck me Ashtanga hurts... I think I'll stick to Vinyassa Flow). With any luck, I'll get in some social tennis later this week. Praise be for GODS's sooooooooooo very strong hands and for his abusive manipulations of my hips (OMG though, between you and me the treatments really hurt but I don't want to be a wuss in front of him by letting on that he's hurting me .... if what's his name from the L.A. Rams can take it, then so can I... yes sir, thank you sir, can I have another sir...)
I've once again started recording everything I eat at www.FitDay.com which is going as well as can be expected, though I'm totally not OK (I'm quite bitter actually) with the fact that a cheeseburger and fries has something in the neighbourhood of 1219 calories and 69 grams of fat (depending on size etc.). This is what I had to record for my Sunday dinner. Will I ever be able to go to a restaurant and order something healthy... probably not in this life. C'est la vie...
The good news on this front, is that I've lost the stupid pounds that I gained through sheer negligence and blatant piggery during my vacation.
Now if my body continues to co-operate and I don't have to record too many cheesburgers, I should be reporting consistent weight gain in the coming weeks. Oh yeah, I'm very competent at losing weight when the proper mood strikes.
I wonder if this time round I can keep it all together and get some traction without imagining crisis all around me where none exists; without sabotaging my hard earned success?
In the meantime, BE WELL!
P.S. I spent Saturday morning pressing re-dial trying to procure tickets to see Great Big Sea live. I finally got through and got tickets but a bit far from the stage for my liking.
And, if Valerie Harper (remember Rhoda?) ever comes to a city near you with her one woman show called Golda’s Balcony…. GO!
In the meantime, while I await some creative inspiration, I will tell you that my body is feeling great; I'm back on the treadmill; I've started going to lunchtime yoga classes (fuck me Ashtanga hurts... I think I'll stick to Vinyassa Flow). With any luck, I'll get in some social tennis later this week. Praise be for GODS's sooooooooooo very strong hands and for his abusive manipulations of my hips (OMG though, between you and me the treatments really hurt but I don't want to be a wuss in front of him by letting on that he's hurting me .... if what's his name from the L.A. Rams can take it, then so can I... yes sir, thank you sir, can I have another sir...)
I've once again started recording everything I eat at www.FitDay.com which is going as well as can be expected, though I'm totally not OK (I'm quite bitter actually) with the fact that a cheeseburger and fries has something in the neighbourhood of 1219 calories and 69 grams of fat (depending on size etc.). This is what I had to record for my Sunday dinner. Will I ever be able to go to a restaurant and order something healthy... probably not in this life. C'est la vie...
The good news on this front, is that I've lost the stupid pounds that I gained through sheer negligence and blatant piggery during my vacation.
Now if my body continues to co-operate and I don't have to record too many cheesburgers, I should be reporting consistent weight gain in the coming weeks. Oh yeah, I'm very competent at losing weight when the proper mood strikes.
I wonder if this time round I can keep it all together and get some traction without imagining crisis all around me where none exists; without sabotaging my hard earned success?
In the meantime, BE WELL!
P.S. I spent Saturday morning pressing re-dial trying to procure tickets to see Great Big Sea live. I finally got through and got tickets but a bit far from the stage for my liking.
And, if Valerie Harper (remember Rhoda?) ever comes to a city near you with her one woman show called Golda’s Balcony…. GO!
posted by Scott at 6:11 PM
5 Comments:
Glad to hear you're back on the horse. Maybe you should publish your fitday results so you feel accountable to your readers. It's worked for others. Seems to be working for Nytro. Just a thought. Take care and keep the momentum.
Benny
Hey! Glad to hear things are OK...things are OK with me, thanks for asking! :) I had a rotten training day and let it get to me, but I feel better now.
i dig that when i check in to see how scott is doing, i'm always treated to a fun rollercoaster. one day it's scott flying off the handle at the cable company and the next it's scott in love with the world.
you rock, scott.
enjoy great big sea!
runners keep lists of distances run and time taken, and so was i until it started to take the fun out of it ..... could be the same with eating .... no joy in taking the fun out of eating .... will this work for other things?
I'm so glad to hear life is being good to you! You deserve it!
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