Changing of the seasons

Posted by Loricious on 10/1/2010 in Main with No Comments

I don’t know about anyone else, but once that great big ball of fire fails to be up before I do, experience a serious lack of hauling myself out of bed before 6:00 a.m.

Mind: I’ve been up and at ‘em between 5 and 5:45 if only to putz around the house, clean a little, do a little laundry, watch TV, play on the computer.

This last week not so much. Sunday and Monday I was bone tired. Even this morning, despite the thought of “oh, just sleep until Mr. H gets up… 6:15, Loricious…” but then I thought of Cat and how much he likes his belly rubs. I thought of this little bloggity blog and thought about how I haven’t been on in awhile.

I finished my bowl of Kix, finished giving Cat his morning rub down, sipping my coffee. Checking news, email, checking the WoW accounts. All that.

I wonder what will happen come daylight savings. Will I get back up with the sun? Or continue to appreciate the warm snuggliness of my bed?

Which reminds me: after 10 months of having our puppy, puppy has graduted to Big Lug status. Big Lug and Dog have both joined Mr. H and I on our queen-sized bed more often than not.

Somehow I’m no longer annoyed by this. Maybe it’s because they learned to snuggle proper: at our feet. I still get my blankets. With my short legs, I still get to stretch them out… mostly.

So… why not? They’re good pups. Dog has become so much more of a joy with the addition of Big Lug. He’s (Big Lug) turned her (Dog) into a puppy again.

Sleeping in with my entire family (well, except Cat, but that is yet another whole post) is really worth trying to be “productive” or “have Me time” in the morning. The gym is my Me time. I can be productive on the weekends.

Well *try* to be productive on the weekends.

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Trinity: an examination of the Loricious

I’m exhausted today and I can immediately pinpoint why: I haven’t been religious about my allergy medication.

I haven’t been formally diagnosed with specifics mostly because my physicians in the past have been like, “Oh, well, here is some nasal spray. Doesn’t matter what it is, just shoot it.”

I’m kinda over the whole “just take medications and fuggetaboutit” attitude of the mainstream docs lately. They just want to alleviate symptoms but not address the problem. But making me scratch my face less really doesn’t solve anything. What about the other facets of the issue at hand?

This little discussion can be applied to any ongoing problem, including (appropriately enough) what true health means. There are the assumptions:

- Thin = Healthy
- Fat = Walking heart attack

While the perception of what “thin” and “fat” is on a sliding scale, why don’t we take Me.

Loricious is approximately 180 pounds, standing about 5’3.5? inches tall. I’m a Caucasian with ancestry spread all over Europe with the glaring exception of England and Spain. To sum up my appearance in three words: Good Breeding Stock.

With the exception of one single doctors appointment in 2008, my physical health has been excellent. Low blood pressure, good cholestrol, healthy lungs. I smoked for a long time, didn’t have the best of eating habits, and was sporadically “active”.

I have never been told to lose weight. Ever. Even when I was a college junior tipping the scales at 220 pounds and smoking a pack a day.

Loricious v.2010 is much healthier. I haven’t smoked since February 2008, I’m down 30 pounds since September 2008, and I’m physically in alright I-can-walk-and-jog-a-little shape.

But why am I still 180 pounds? Sooner or later my weight will catch up to me. I could likely stand to lose another 30 pounds let alone the 60 pounds recommended by The Powers That Be.

I know “dieting.”. I even know it’s twin “lifestyle change.” I’ve even passed off all this because I want to be “healthy.”

But what does that even mean?

Recently I’ve realized that health means more than the physical, that if I continue to only look at eating and exercising as a means to be the healthiest person possible, I’ll fail.

And I’m *so* good at that. I’m also *so* over failing.

Hence the search for the intangible. My mind and my spirit. As discussed in previous entries, I’m finding that the more I practice strengthening my mind and my spirit, the more barriers I bust down to get my physical aspect in alignment.

I know why I’m fat: I eat too damn much. Period. And I still struggle with getting a grip on it. Once the wave of compulsion hits, I’m only just beginning to really work with how to fight it AND accept it. Meditation is a huge thing for me, spiritually and mentally. Starting to write again is also very beneficial for my mind.

I think that the more we embrace the concept that we are 3 dimensional, that addressing the Trinity is the key to our completeness, the more likely we’ll stop turning to the quick fixes for our bellies.

Being fat is just a symptom folks. I’m ready to really start digging into the real problem. How about you?

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Tweaking Diet Schmiet

Posted by Loricious on 9/22/2010 in Main with 2 Comments

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Just so you know.

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Oh, me buttocks

Posted by Loricious on 10/6/2010 in Main with No Comments

They be sore.

I started yoga again this last Monday. My work offers classes at a reasonable price and I’ve desperately wanted to do it again but never got up the momentum to bust out the mat at home.

The result: my tush is achy. EVERYTHING is achy, more than a jog or a session on the recumbent bike. But these are the good hurts. These are the hurts that make me smile, that tells me YES I have definitely worked my body. We even did a little meditation so even my brain (brwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaains) got a little massage. AND I’m proud to say that after over 10 years of on and off yoga, I finally know how to properly do a downward facing dog. FINALLY.

My toe, on the other hand, is not just achy but it hurts. I didn’t stop to think about what yoga could do to aggravate my jumping injury, but it definitely made me hobble for the last two days. Tonight, after getting my nieces birthday gift done, I fully intend on immersing myself in a gloriously hot bath full of epsom salts and a glass of vino AND my Girl Who Kicked The Hornet’s Nest.

In other news, work is rocking my world, I’m enjoying the pups, Cat has regained most of his sanity, and life is just all-round good. I’m blogging even more now on some family blogs; actually I’m continuing to just write more often. I’m finally ready to utilize that creative outlet and so my life feels that much more complete.

I can’t explain it, but I have a feeling that most of y’all out there are creative in one way or another and find it extremely gratifying to just unload everything on to a canvas, into a song, onto notebook paper, into wood, into the clothes or costumes you create.

That is certainly exercising the mind and soul right there: being creative.

I don’t think I can bring this post back round to my butt so I’ll just leave it at that.

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