Stuff stuff!

Stuff

So far my goal to sort out my stuff and junk has gone nowhere. my stuff is in more chaos then when I started. So rather than putting off blogging until I have something to write about my newly found organisation of my junk, I am going to blog about it if and when it actually takes place.

Instead, lets talk some more about health goals


Health

Last week I not only met my three times a week gym goal,I beat it! I went to the gym 5 times last week. That's right 5 times mother lickers!! Lets see if I can at least make the 3 again this week.

On one of those times was an aqua aerobics class, which was fun and made me feel like I looked really silly, which in all probability I did. Luckily the only other person in the pool (not counting my lovely friend K and the instructor) was an older woman walking laps.
One of the other times was a boxing class. Girl did I feel that the next day.

The scales still haven't moved significantly (74.9Kg, 75Kg) and neither have my measurements. Think it could be because of diet? The other day I had pizza for breakfast (it was only one slice, but still...), a latte (my second that week) with my carbie lunch, and then after dinner demolished half a share bag of choc coated honeycomb.

I don't have a huge guilt response when I do this kind of thing. I also find that I can justify being slack in my health goals because I am not terribly unhealthy, I eat lots of fruit and veggies, I'm not hugely overweight... But I am more overweight than I let myself think about. And my cardio vascular system is very poor. I see seniors hitting the treadmills faster than me and taking it in their stride while I am panting and red faced. I told you last entry that I was off to donate blood, my veins are so tiny and lazy that after unsuccessfully trying to tap one, we had to have the discussion as to weather it was worth me coming back another time or if it would be a waste of their time. I guess that's not so much about what I'm putting in my mouth, but it does come back to maintaining motivation and remembering why I'm trying to get healthy.

So I need to find some other motivation to get my diet (and health goals in general) under control. What works for you when the cheesecake, burger, chocolate or whatever else is your undoing is beckoning to you? How do you beat craving? What about the couch, x-box, next season of nurse Jackie when you could use the time in the gym?

Stuff

I have made very little inroads into organising my things. However, whilst trying to avoid going to a party the other night I did organise my hair bits and pieces. (And I ended up making myself go to the party. The party was good and it was good to get out of the house.)

My hair bits and pieces live in every nook and crannie of my house. Open a handbag - there is a bobby pin. Look in a drawer - there is a hair tie... and every time that I try to clean a room a start a new place for them, fully intending to amalgamate them with my existing stashes. It never happens. The stashes then get joined by a variety of other sundry items.

The time was now to make a master box. One that would house and sort different bits. A box that could be moved easily to a different room. Here's what I did:

First I obtained a sectioned box. It looks like a fishing tackle box.



Then I assembled my main hair stuff hidey holes.



Lastly I filled the box with the hair related stuff.



The sundry things that had accumulated with the hair bits have been roughly sorted and put in my bedroom for later sorting. I now know where safety pins have been when I have been looking for them any time in the past few years...

The organisey box still looks like a tackle box. Any ideas on how to pretty it up?

Time

For someone who has spent the last six years in the nine to five, having no commitments work or school wise for periods of longer than four weeks is very strange. Over my Summer holidays I have already worked for about three months and traveled for one. I have been back in the country for about two weeks now, in that time I have done very little.

Strangely having very little to do seems to be a challenge when it comes to trying to organise a routine. When stepping off the plane I had visions (possibly a side effect of the blood rushing back into my body after being squeezed in my seat for so long) of getting right back into my circadian rhythms and having productive days filled with checking things off my to do lists.

The reality has been more to the tune of struggling to get out of bed because I have nothing pressing to do. Once I do get out I have little motivation to do anything, I may have a very leisurely breakfast... sometimes photographing it. Maybe go to the gym if it takes my fancy, which it usually doesn't. Perhaps do some house chores... this is a sign of how little I have to do, usually house work is the last thing I would think to do, ever.

If I decided to think very positively I would tell you that my sudden input into the cleaning of the house is a good use of my time and I should keep it up. I might go with that... it sounds pretty good.


Goal

At this stage I am going to aim just to get my sleeping under control.

The mighty inter-webs tells me I should get 7-8 hours per night. I'm thinking I should get up at 7am, generally the time my partner gets up when we are in the same place, he can be my unknowing encouragement, which means I need to go to bed around 11pm.

I'm going to see if I can stick to this for a week. If I can then I will add some more structure to the rest of my days.