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The one where I’m surprisingly nice to myself

January 4, 2010

I think I may have to reset my expectations. I publically made some resolutions on Friday, January 1, 2010 and chose to focus on one to start with: Get Your Booty Movin’.

And so I would normally expect that by now, three days later, I’d have three workouts under my belt.  And all I have is one trip to the pool with the kids. Which really means that I played in the pool with a two-year old and tried to swim for about a minute.

So I thought, maybe I picked the wrong goal to focus on. Maybe I should start with a different one. And believe me, I am prepping for those Everests. Knowing that I am going to tackle the whole eating sitch in the coming year is making me slowly begin to be aware of when and why I am eating. And I started to clean out the basement, micromovement style, yesterday.

I EVEN created a vision board for 2010.

(I’ve done this for a few years now and am rather surprised by what came out in this one. Normally I have LOTS of pics of exercising. In this one? Only 1. I am also surprised by the sheer amount of strong, funny, confident, smart women I have this year too.)

But a completed workout? Did I even pull out my yoga mat? Bueller? Nada.

Normally I would beat myself up about this with all sorts of internal bullying and come out at the other end feeling…well, shitty. Which may or may not lead to getting myself to the gym, but definitely leads to me feeling like crap about myself.

So here’s this word rearing it’s head again: Patience. I need to have some with myself. I’m going to do this, I have no doubt about it. Just because I’m not the perfect, super strong woman today doesn’t mean I can’t patiently work towards that over time. It’ll come grasshopper, just have some patience. In the meantime, how about focusing on how to get activity more ingrained into your day? How about getting inspired to workout?  

And I have been trying to focus on getting motivated all day. Reading some fitness blogs, subscribing to some fitness podcasts, planning to get my gym bag organized tonight. At some point in the week, this will give me the push I need to get my arse into the gym/onto the mat/movin’.

I think a splurge at lululemon would help also…

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I resolve to…

January 1, 2010

Let me start off by saying I really am an eternal optimist. If someone says the weather sucks, I say oh but at least it isn’t a tornado. If someone has a problem, I try to look on the bright side. I’m losing my job within the next 5 months and all I see is the silver lining in this situation.

And being the eternal optimist, I ALWAYS make New Years Resolutions. Without fail. The only one I’ve kept for more than a year was when I was 19. But then I broke it when I was 21. So yeah, I’m great at the setting but not at the follow through.

This year, in an attempt to not set myself up for another failure, I set an intention for 2010. My word of intention for this year is Patience. And I am Committed (yes, with a capital C) to honoring this for the entire year.

But yet, I have this list in my head of things I really want to change. And then I went and finally got around to reading this RT by @_apricottea. About two clicks later and I’m at this site and I’m ready to make some resolutions. But this year, when I make them? I am going to be Patient (yes, also with a capital P).

6 Habits for 2010 that I, SaritaPagita, want to change:

  1. Get that booty movin’. Whether that’s through more yoga (daily would be great), more running (any would be better) or dancing/swimming/30-day shredding/hiking, I need to get active. But it’s got to be fun. And while 2009 was decidedly more active than 2008, I want to step it up a notch and be active by some means everyday.
  2. Healthy eating. Sheesh, I’m already sounding like such a cliché. But, I have been sliding down a slope for a couple of years now and I need to change that. I eat really healthy compared to most people: I’m vegan so my diet should mainly consist of fruits and veggies, beans and rice. But lately, it’s contained too much soy ice cream, potato chips, diet coke and beer. I want to kick out the vegan cupcakes so they are more of a very special occasion treat. Note: over sharing to begin in T-minus 3, 2, 1… Also, I have some food issues – eating when bored, restless, sad, when I’m not hungry – that I really want to tackle. So at the end of the day, this is the ‘habit’ I’m really striving to deal with. Ok over sharing over.
  3. Be a better mom/wife/daughter/friend. I will be more Patient and present with my kids. I will be a courageous, loving, kind, gentle, nurturing mom/wife/daughter/friend in 2010 and beyond.
  4. Be more creative. Do something creative everyday which includes playing the violin, loading a pic onto my 365Flickr, and hopefully something else (learning to knit, making jewelry, sewing, scrapbooking, drawing, painting).
  5. Declutter/beautify my house. Keep it clean and organized. Be proud to have people over. Make it more homey. Get all the baby stuff out, because we ain’t having no mo’ babies, yo!
  6. Live like a pauper as much as possible. Remember how I’m losing my job? Yeah, that’s going to require me to stop buying books, makeup, shoes, anything that catches my eye (look! something shiny) like I still have a job. I’m going to have to be creative and be Patient.

And the habit I’m choosing to start with will be to Get that Booty Movin’. First step towards breaking the habit of couch potato chubberston is that I’m all set for 9 am yoga tomorrow am. Baby steps. Patience.

I’ll keep you posted on my progress. Namaste and Patience.

I’ve got 99 things and a beyotch ain’t one

December 31, 2009

I got this from Holistic Mama and thought it’d be fun to do my own version. Happy New Years Eve!

Things you’ve already done: bold
Things you want (or might want) to do: italicize
Things you haven’t done and don’t want to – leave in plain font

1. Started your own blog.

2. Slept under the stars.

3. Played in a band.

4. Visited Hawaii.

5. Watched a meteor shower.

6. Given more than you can afford to charity.

7. Been to Disneyland/world.

8. Climbed a mountain.

9. Held a praying mantis.

10. Sang a solo.

11. Bungee jumped.

12. Visited Paris.

13. Watched a lightning storm at sea.

14. Taught yourself an art/craft from scratch.

15. Adopted a child.

16. Had food poisoning.

17. Let someone else take the credit.

18. Grown your own vegetables.

19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France.

20. Slept on an overnight train.

21. Had a pillow fight.

22. Hitch hiked.

23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill.

24. Built a snow fort

25. Held a lamb.

26. Gone skinny dipping.

27. Run a marathon.

28. Ridden a gondola in Venice.

 

29. Seen a total eclipse.

30. Watched a sunrise or sunset.

31. Hit a home run.

32. Been on a cruise.

33. Seen Niagara Falls in person

34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors.

35. Seen an Amish community.

36. Taught yourself a new language.

37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied.

38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person

39. Gone rock climbing.

40. Seen Michelangelo’s David in person.

41. Sung Karaoke.

42. Rode a camel.

43. Bought a stranger a meal in a restaurant.

44. Been on an African safari.

45. Walked on a beach by moonlight.

46. Been transported in an ambulance.

47. Done something illegal. – ahem

48. Gone deep sea fishing.

49. Seen the Sistine chapel in person.

50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

51. Gone scuba diving or snorkelling.

52. Kissed in the rain.

53. Played in the mud.

54. Gone to a drive-in theatre.

55. Been in a movie.

56. Visited the Great Wall of China

57. Started a business

58. Taken a martial arts class

59. Visited Russia

60. Served at a soup kitchen

61. Sold Girl Scout cookies.

62. Gone whale watching.

63. Received flowers for no reason.

64. Donated blood.

65. Gone sky diving.

66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp.

67. Bounced a check.

68. Flown in a helicopter.

69. Kept a favorite childhood toy.

70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial.

71. Eaten caviar.

72. Pieced a quilt.

73. Stood in Times Square.

74. Been on TV.

75. Been fired from a job.

76. Seen the Changing of the Guard in London.

77. Broken a bone.

 

78. Been on a speeding motorcycle.

79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person.

80. Published a book.

81. Visited the Vatican.

82. Bought a brand new car.

83. Walked in Jerusalem.

84. Had your picture in the newspaper.

85. Read the entire Bible.

86. Visited the White House.

87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating.

88. Listened to Tibetan monks chanting, in person.

89. Saved someone’s life.

90. Sat on a jury.

91. Met someone famous.

92. Joined a book club.

93. Lost a loved one.

94. Had a baby.

95. Seen the Alamo in person.

96. Went skinny-dipping.

97. Been involved in a law suit.

98. Owned a cell phone.

99. Been stung by a bee.

Creating S4

December 21, 2009

I worked with a life coach for about 8 months starting in October of 2008. One of the first goals I declared I wanted to accomplish was creating a space for me to be able to craft, play violin, read, draw/paint/write, whatever. A space that was just mine, a sacred space.

There was a dark, underused dry-bar area in my basement that I dreamed of turning into a walk in closet so that I could put all of my clothes in one closet (instead of the three that they are currently housed in). That dream never turned into a reality, so when I started brainstorming where I could create a space for myself, that came to mind.

When I set off to turn this dark and cluttered space into my dream space, I was overwhelmed. There was so much work to do and I had a hard time carving out hours at a time to focus on it.

My coach introduced me to the idea of micromovements. So I created micromovement wheels with tiny tasks which allowed me to feel like I was actually making progress.

Once I got the space cleared, there was flooring to install, walls/cabinets/bookcases to paint, new walls and lighting to put up. It was a pretty big project that I accomplished mostly on my own.

It was totally worth it though. I call it S4 (Sarita’s sacred studio/salon). My son calls it my secret compartment and thinks it’s magical when he gets to hang out in there with me.

Here are a couple of pictures of the almost final project. I would show you one from it today, but I am in the midst of painting one wall in magnetic/chalkboard paint, so it’s a bit of another work in progress.

My hero

December 20, 2009

I met Justina* about 7 years ago. She worked for the same company I just started to work for. We were both sales reps, covered overlapping territory so we traveled together and became fast friends. We had our first children within a couple of months of each other and have since changed a lot – more children, different jobs, different houses – and about 2 years ago Justina found out she had cancer.

She had malignant melanoma. Some say that’s the worst kind. So Justina went through chemo, radiation and a year of drug treatment. The cancer was still there. So she did Interleukin (IL) treatment. It didn’t work. They looked into clinical trials but she wasn’t a match. They officially called it stage 4 and gave her not long enough to survive. But then some test results came back and maybe, just maybe, the IL had worked. She would have to go through another round of treatment and if it didn’t work, she would make her peace with the situation. This past Friday night I got an update from her. Her oncologist deemed her cancer…wait for it…in remission. I haven’t spoken with her yet, but I can’t wait to give her the biggest hug known to humans when I see her next.

Though this post is not to say that she’s not my hero simply to have endured all of that alone. It is amazing that one would have to go through that much treatment. I can’t even fathom it as the most I’ve been in the hospital is 40ish hours after the birth of my son. 

Justina is my hero because of her strength, faith and courage. Throughout this journey of her’s she stood up and faced this horrifying situation with steel armor. It may have some dings and nicks in it now, but those war wounds are nothing. She has resolved throughout that she will not be a victim, that she will deal with each curveball as it comes.

She is also my hero because  of her friendship. She is one of the best friends I have ever had. She has a million friends, easily befriending almost anyone with her sense of humor and easygoing banter. Even with all the other social obligations she has, Justina still is the first to call and check up or to make lunch plans.

The last time we did go to lunch, she hadn’t heard about the first round of IL yet. Even in the midst of all that uncertainty, she was brave and fearless. She inspired me to the depths of my being. She said the one thing that keeps her fighting so hard is her kids and that she just didn’t want to miss anything. She joked that her 4 year old daughter would be getting married that weekend so she didn’t have to.  And there she was, in the middle of this battle, joking around, making me laugh through my tears. That’s Justina – her well is bottomless.

So at the end of lunch, as we were walking out, she said something (I can’t remember what), but I broke into a tap dance in the middle of Cheesecake Factory’s marble tiled dining room. And it made her laugh, really hard. I was so glad to be able to give her back a smidgen of what she’s given me.

This song is my song to her. It fits her to a T.

 

And because it seems fitting and I love Bette and this song, here’s a little inspiration for you to think about your hero…

 *name changed to protect the innocent

Lunch at Lush

December 18, 2009

Let me say this first – I love to shop. I have always been a shopper. It’s what my mom and I did to bond when I was growing up. It’s what I did with my girlfriends for fun as a teenager. It’s what I do to de-stress as an adult. I used to just buy things for the sake of having something new, shiny, distracting. Now, when I have a little extra money to spend on me, it’s more about the experience.

Going into a beautiful store where the employees are genuinely friendly, there is a lovely aesthetic and the wares are well made is my heaven. I love walking out with a new little something that is packaged beautifully and has me excited to take it home and try it out.

But alas, these are not the stores I spend most of money at. Most of my benjamins have been used at the grosh, Target and Amazon. But those are not my favorite stores. They lack all the love and beauty of a really nice shopping experience.

This year has been a year of little money spent all together. I haven’t really had any extra money to spend on myself. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to get the violins out and I for sure haven’t been deprived. So while I may not have spent a lot of money there this year, my pick for favorite shop of 2009 is Lush. I’ve only been there once and I only bought a couple of bath bombs, but the experience was lovely and I walked out feeling excited to drop one of those bad boys into my bathtub.  

What about you? What’s your favorite store?

What a humbling view…

December 17, 2009