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Let’s Have Coffee and Chat {3/25/15}

Happy Hump Day my friends. It’s been nearly two weeks since I’ve posted. Sorry about that. Time gets ahead of sometimes. And unfortunately, the blog takes the hit.

Since it’s been a couple weeks, let’s catch up!

Lets Have Coffee

If we were having coffee, I would tell you…

WE LEAVE FOR VEGAS IN 4 DAYS.

I’m not excited or anything…. BUT IN 4 DAYS WE WILL BE LEAVING FOR VEGAS. Any questions? No, okay good. Because I’ll just keeping yelling about how we are leaving for Vegas. I can’t even wait for 90s and sun and the desert and cold drinks, and yeah. I just can’t wait. But don’t worry, the blog won’t be dark last week. I have a some posts already lined up and ready to go!

BlogHer is awesome.

I made a great connection though BlogHer with the Blogging and Social Media editor, who also runs the #MicroblogMonday linkups at Stirrup-Queens, and she’s been pushing my posts to the homepage at least twice a month. I even had my first syndicated/original post go live there last week. It’s been so incredible to see people actually enjoying what I write, and I feel very blessed to have something I’m passionate about. In fact, another post was pushed to the homepage today!

If you haven’t checked out Melissa’s blog, you should.

The gluten-free thing lasted about a day.

Then stress set in. And since I’m a stress-eater, I gave in to the carbs. Not like overload, but I ate them. Anyways, after our trip I’ll be back to focusing on the healthier side of my life. I won’t have a choice. It will be time to start trying on wedding dresses and planning a wedding!

We’re finally getting some spring-like weather.

Two weeks ago, it was nearly 60 degrees. Then it dropped back into the 20s and 30s, where we were stuck for like a week. We’re crawling back into the 40s today and 50s tomorrow. Followed by more 30s. But, it’s not snowing and it’s not below zero. So I’m considering this a win.

Butter pecan coffee is back at Dunkin’ Donuts.

I’m beyond obsessed with this flavor. They need to keep it year-round. It’s like drinking spring out of a cup. It’s probably awful for you, but I don’t even care. It’s delicious.

Have a wonderful day!

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#MicroblogMonday #3 – Regaining My Health

Not sure what #MicroblogMondays is? Read the inaugural post which explains the idea and how you can participate too.


Here we are. The first week of January, 2015. Which marks the busiest month of the entire year at the gym. Most of those new faces are ones of those who have made resolutions to finally get healthy. Many will start to watch their resolutions go by the wayside by February.

I’m did not make a resolution to get healthy this year. I never stick to my resolutions. Ever.

This year, it’s my goal. And this time, it’s not all about vanity. It’s about my health.

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At 28 years old, I weigh more than I have in my entire life. I’ve never been over the 200 lb mark. I am now. And I hate to even admit that out loud. But I need to make sure I stick to my goal.

YOU WEIGH OVER 200 POUNDS. YOU DON’T HAVE A SMALL AMOUNT OF WEIGHT TO LOSE.

(Sorry, needed to put that out there. Just as a friendly reminder.)

What started as a goal to lose 30 pounds over 6 years ago (just to lose that college weight), is now a 60 pound journey. Yes, I’m horrified. Yes, I’m scared. And yes, I’m ashamed for getting to this point.

But this isn’t all about looks. Yes, of course I want to lose weight for Vegas in the spring, and our wedding in 2016, not too mention dress shopping this summer, but this is about regaining my health. Hypothyroidism, diabetes, heart disease, just to name a few, run in my family. All diseases that can be helped by exercise. Even my anxiety dissipates when I eat better and exercise more.

So yes, I’ll be back at the gym. I’ll be eating better. I’ll be focusing on getting my health back. But this is not a new year’s resolution. This is the long-term goal.

We only have one body and one life. I’m ready to regain mine and become the best version of me that I can.

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#TransformationTuesday

As an avid Instagram user, I always try to keep up with the latest trends. I don’t always participate, but as someone who loves social media, and uses it daily both in my life and career, I like to know what’s popular. Social media is always evolving and changing, and it’s important to me to keep up with those changes.

One weekly hashtag that I’ve had an interest in has been #TransformationTuesday. Search for this particular hashtag and you will have thousands of photos in front of you, of people who have made incredible weight loss transformations. Whether it be from a weight loss pill company flaunting the results of their products, or the hard work of someone over a couple of years to reach their goal weight, these are truly incredible and inspirational transformations.

CREATIVITY.

Someday, I’d love to be the person flaunting my huge weight loss. It would be a great feeling to have a #TransformationTuesday like that. But, since I’m nowhere close to that, it made me think long and hard about what #TransformationTuesday means.

Is it about weight loss? Or is it a representation of a new you?

My own personal #TransformationTuesday – it represents a new me.

At 18 years old, I was 50 pounds lighter then I currently am. I was an avid horseback rider who spent most of her high school years living at the barn, where I was the happiest. The four-legged creatures were my favorite. I was a freshman in college. I had a core group of friends from home. I was a homebody. I was shy. I didn’t handle meeting new people well. I had never been in a serious relationship. And I was ashamed of my body. Even though, looking back now, I would love to be back at that size.

Fast forward 10 years later. I’m close to 50 lbs heavier. I don’t ride nearly as often as I would like, but I still get to the barn at least once a week, nor am I as active I should be. I’ve graduated with my Bachelor’s and Master’s degree. I’m engaged to the love of my life. I grew out of my shyness. I’m not afraid to speak up and express what’s on my mind. I enjoy meeting new people. I have a career I love. And I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. Yes, I don’t like my body. But I’ve learned to accept it and know that the only one who can change it is me. But the difference is, I’m happy. I may be overweight and not in good shape, but I’m happy.

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So what’s my transformation? I may have gained 50 lbs, but during that time, I found a sense of happiness and well-being that I never fully allowed myself to have.

I fully believe that we are never done ‘transforming’ ourselves. In a world that moves fast to move forward, we are always in need of some form of transformation to stay relevant. My next transformation will be working on getting to a body I’m 100% comfortable with. Not a weight; a body.

And from there, my next transformation will be continuing to live, love and learn and enjoy every day to the fullest. While not a normal transformation, continuing to open our lives to those three things every day will help up to transform as human beings.

So let’s change the traditional #TransformationTuesday from a weight-loss inspired hashtag to one that shows how our happiness has transformed.

 What defines your #TransformationTuesday?

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Identity Crisis

This has been a bit of a recurring theme lately on the blog. You’ve seen it. It’s been in quick little blurbs. The writing has been on the wall for a while.

The blog is having an identity crisis.

The blog started as a means to write and be creative. It began to evolve fairly early on as a means to promote my new photography business. Then it became a place to rant, and most recently, a place to record my journey to a healthier lifestyle. I was beginning to mold my blog off of the healthy living bloggers that I admire, forgetting one crucial aspect.

I’m not a healthy living blogger. Nor do I want to become one. (No offense – you all are amazing.)

Yes. I’m a SweatPink ambassador and a Fit Possible ambassador. But I applied to be part of those communities to help motivate my own journey and to look for guidance. I’ve never positioned myself as a person who knows that they are talking about. In fact, half the time, it’s me rambling about what I’ve learned and discovered that particular day.

So what do I want this blog to be?

Simply a place where I can write. It’s a lifestyle blog, just not a healthy lifestyle blog. It’s a lifestyle blog because it’s about my life. And no matter what is included within the cyber-walls here, it’s still just a lifestyle blog.

So yes. You will probably still some exercise-related posts, or posts about smoothies (I love smoothies), but that’s not what I’m about or what this blog is about. You will see a good mix of everything that is me; thoughts of the day, maybe a book review here and there, going on and on about my love for all things Apple, pictures, and even some actual good writing in here. Not my ‘conversational’ writing (like in this post).

So, whether this is your first time reading my blog, or your 500th (which is impossible because I think I’ve only written like 120 posts), welcome to my world. This is a blog that is  a look into my life as a 20-something female trying to balance it all and feels the need to write about it.

I guess I should have a routine…. right?

It hit me yesterday, on my 28th birthday, that I am now an adult. Well, I guess it hit me a couple of years ago. Actually, scratch that. I didn’t feel like a real adult until I moved out of my parents house, had to buy my own groceries and start budgeting my paychecks. THAT’S when I felt like an adult.

And last night, I realized that, much like an adult, I have a daily routine. And as I thought back, I realized that my life has been one big routine since I graduated with my Masters degree (in a good way of course!) Of course, my various routines have definitely shifted a bit as the years go by. Instead of morning coffee and TV, it’s now a morning run/stretching/water. Instead of quick and easy dinners of takeout pizza and subs, it’s… well, sometimes still takeout, but we always try for salads now! And instead of being up until all hours of the night, even on the weekends, it’s a bedtime of about 8 PM (on school nights) and 11 PM (if we make it there!) on weekends.

As I thought more about it, I have a very set routine…. every. single. day.

5:20 AM: Wake up, stare at the clock. Awake before my alarm, per usual. Grab my cell phone. Look at notifications on the lock screen. Unlock. Check Facebook notifications. Check Instagram for any notifications. Check e-mail super quick and try not to respond to anything while I’m still half asleep.

5:30 AM: Crawl out of bed, stretch, and meander around my apartment. Usually I’m trying to locate where my running shoes, my HRM, and headphones are.

5:45 AM: Head out to run the neighborhood.

6:15 AM: Drag myself in from my run. I either a) go in the living room and do some abs/squats/planks/foam roll for 15 minutes or b) jump right in the shower and zone out. There is not routine to this. This just happens based on how I may feel that day.

6:40(ish) AM – 7:15 AM: Check Facebook. Watch the news. Check my e-mail (again). Check Instagram and scroll through everything I missed overnight. Check the Barnes & Noble Nook Book Deal of the Day. Read the local news (The regional news or Good Morning America is usually on the TV). Check out the celebrity gossip magazines. Think about breakfast. Realize I’m starving. Continue to sit.

Sometimes depending on what’s been going on, I will also prepare some blog posts or edit some photos from recent shoots.

7:15 AM – 7:30 AM: Get ready for work. And by get ready I mean, throw clothes on, clip my hair up… and sometimes put makeup on. And then I usually run around the apartment gathering everything I need for the day (chargers, headphones, iPad, etc.)

7:30 AM: until I leave for work (usually by 8 AM): I usually stand in the center of my kitchen for a solid 2 minutes trying to determine what to bring for food with me. And I’m serious when I say stand in the center of my kitchen. Once I figure out, I pack everything up and out the door I go.

8:00 AM – 8:30 AM: Drive to work. It takes me 10 minutes to get to work, so this takes into account if I leave a little bit past 8. Sometimes I stop for coffee. Sometimes I run errands on my way. Either way, I’m at work by 8:30 AM every day.

8:30 AM – 12:00 PM: Work. Work. Work.

12:00 PM – 1:00 PM: Lunch time! Sometimes I walk at lunch, depending on the weather, sometimes I read, sometimes I get some blog posts created, but most of the time I eat and work. I’m plenty busy enough to get things done while I eat too!

1:00 PM – 5:00 PM: Work. Work. Work.

5:00 PM – 5:20 PM: Head back to the homestead. Fiance is already home. We usually go back and forth at least 6 times before I get in the doorway about dinner. I usually call my parents and check in too while driving.

5:20 PM: Home again! Time to figure out dinner. We’ve been better about cooking/making things we already have… but sometimes we still go get grilled buffalo chicken salads from our favorite neighborhood pizza shop!

5:45 PM – 8:00 PM: Eat dinner. Check e-mails. Faceb0ok. Instagram. Watch an episode or two of our shows. Edit photos (if I have any to edit). Read a book. Spend time together.

8:00 PM – 9:00 PM: My bed is calling my name. In bed I go, reading until I can’t keep my eyes open anymore.

9:00 PM – 5:20 AM : Sleep until it’s time to do it all over again!

Exceptions to this routine include:

Riding: Tuesday night adult group every other Tuesday

Dinner out: With my parents, with the fiance, with friends…

The Weekends: Totally different routine on Saturday and Sunday, and Friday nights.

 

Positive thing to note: I currently love my routine. It fits me… and I’m sticking to it.

Five Things Friday {#2} – Nostalgia Edition

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Happy Friday friends! This week flew by… and I’m really starting to hope they slow down a little so we can enjoy the beautiful summer weather that we’re finally getting! This week, Five Things Friday will be a bit different. It’s the Nostalgia Edition. Why you ask?

10 years ago today, I graduated from high school. And I’m kind of in shock. It doesn’t seem like it’s been 10 years. But it has, and a lot has happened in my life in those 10 years. I’ve (obviously) grown up. I’ve gotten my BA and MS. I met the love my life. Got engaged. Landed my dream career. Watched as my childhood home sold and my parents bought their dream retirement home. And so on. So today. We’re going to talk about my top 5 memories.. jumping into the way back machine!

  1. The 8th Grade New York trip: This was the first big ‘trip’ our grade took together. We were all 13 going on 14, getting ready to go to high school, and were all sorts of crazy. We all had trips together in the past (Camp Kiev in 6th grade….) but this was the first time that it was a trip of fun things, not educational. We got to choose our hotel roommates (of course we all chose our best friends), and we stayed in a (what we thought was) a swanky hotel in New Jersey. We got to eat breakfast in the hotel lobby, roam the halls until all hours of the night (despite our teacher’s wishes) and got to see all the sites. The Statue of Liberty, a Broadway show, Times Square, and so on. I wish I could find the pictures from that trip because we all took a picture looking back at the Manhattan skyline on our way to the Statue of Liberty with the Twin Towers at the center of it all. Little did we know that just a couple of years later, they would no longer be standing proud. The memories are some I will always cherish. The first time we got to be let loose in a big city.

2. 9/11: I won’t go to depth into it. It’s not a fond memory. It’s not my top memory. But it happened while I was in high school. And despite the horror and the tragedy, our high school came together. We found ourselves leaning on fellow classmates we may never have spoken too before. Trying to sort out what was happening. And like everyone, classmates and teachers were touched by the tragedy in some way. In our case, a passenger on one of the planes was from a town over, and one of our teachers had taught him school. If you ever want to read my post about it, I wrote about where I was a couple of years back.

  1. My friendships: I know. Cliche. But back then, my life revolved around three things. My family, horses and my friends. I couldn’t wait to meet up with all of them in our usual spot in the hallway before classes started in the morning, I couldn’t wait for lunchtime to see them and chat, and I couldn’t wait for school to be out so I could hang out with one of them. Growing up, even back in middle school, I loved riding my bike to friends houses and spending the day. Or roaming our neighborhoods until the sun set. Life was simple. Even when we hit our high school years, and suddenly we were all dating, driving and taking part in new activities. Life was simple. That’s all we had to worry about. While I may not talk to all of my high school friends anymore, I know that I will always cherish the friendships I had with them. They helped to make me who I am today. And I’m proud of all of them for what they’ve done with their lives. Here we are, 10 years later, and the people I expected to be friends with forever, are mere acquaintances now, and their are some who I’ve grown closer too. And that’s just life. And either way, I’ve created some amazing memories along the way; memories that will I will always cherish.

  2. My favorite classes: Yes. I was a nerd. And yes, I enjoyed going to class (well most of the time). I never skipped. Unless I was at home sick. Or traveling (which we only did on breaks because my dad was a teacher too). Or at a horse show (which only happened in May or June… sometimes in September/October). But there are classes that will always stand out in my mind. History classes with Mr. Gaudiano (the high school football coach at the time), Psychology and Sociology classes with Mr. Brush (where I realized how much I loved Psychology and became comfortable standing in front of a class speaking), Photography (where I first discovered my love of photography. I considered for a split second going to art school…. but that passed quickly), Oceanography (we had like 8 people in our class and used to take trips to the beach. It was awesome), Marine Biology (same thing as Oceanography, but with a way better teacher.) and any class with Mr. Hill and Mr. Gagnon.

But one class that truly stands out in my mind was my Theater class. I was never into theater but I figured I would give it a shot. What I discovered was a new love for the stage, despite horrible stage fright. I never joined any of the performances, but loved being up there with my classmates. I even helped out on a stage crew with one of our performances. It was a lot of fun, and really helped to bring me out of my shell.

5. Graduation: Also cliche. However, graduation is one of those moments that no one should ever forget. You’ve made it through 4 years of the most complicated, awkward and best years of your life, and now it’s time to celebrate. My high school years, while memorable, were nothing to write home about. I was a good student, who worked hard for my grades. I didn’t participate in extra-curriculars because I didn’t have time because of horseback riding (that was my extra-curricular). I wasn’t one of the ‘popular’ kids. In fact, I was kind of nerdy. I would have rather have my nose in book then going to the parties around town. And looking back, I’m glad that was how I was. In fact, looking back, the week leading up to graduation, I had a horse show. And I was completely fine with missing out on graduation activities so I could be at the show. But the school wouldn’t let me. So I had to go to my school events and then race up to the horse show (even getting dressed in the car on the way) so I could compete.

We had numerous ‘graduation day’ practices too. We had to practice walking into the stadium. One of my friends reminded me of this, and how the ‘step-together’, ‘step-together’ will always be in her mind. We had to practice this for HOURS and if you missed a rehersal, you couldn’t walk on graduation day.

But the day graduation came, I took it all in. I was in my graduation garb, surrounded by my friends. It was a rainy day, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to be down with high school. I couldn’t wait to move on to the next chapter of my life. I listened intently to the speeches. I clapped; I cheered. I stood up when they announced who received scholarships. We got up and got our diplomas from our principal and our mayor at the time. Posed for a picture and sat back down. But we all just wanted to get through the ceremony and toss our caps in the air. That crucial moment when it means ‘We did it! We graduated high school!’ That moment was one I’ll never forget. I was officially the Graduating Class of 2004.

Pet Peeves

Pet peeves. We all have them. They tend to be something fairly insignificant (or sometimes really significant) that drives us crazy. I, for one, have numerous, and I really started thinking about it the other day as I was out for my lunchtime run. What sparked the inspiration?

You guessed it. A pet peeve.

What was this particular pet peeve? Well, let’s just say if you’re out for a leisurely walk with your friend and her dog, let’s try not to take up the ENTIRE paved walking trail.

Eryn’s Top 3 Pet Peeves (in no particular order):

  1. Not using your blinker: Okay. I’m from Massachusetts. I’ve been a Masshole since birth and I know that as a Masshole, we have our own set of rules. Well, at least we think we do. I used to commute about an hour to work every day, and during that time, I discovered just how many things annoy me about other drivers. (That could be a post in itself)

But the number one thing that drives me insane; not using your blinker. Seriously. It’s not hard to just flip the little do-hickey on your steering wheel to tell people if you’re going left or right. There is nothing that gets me more annoyed than someone just cutting in front of me with no notice or slamming on their brakes to turn.

And putting your blinker on AS you move into my lane or about to turn on to a street does not count as ‘Using you blinker’. You’re still being a jerk. Seriously. Just use it.

  1. Being late: I am perpetually early to everything in my life. If I need to be somewhere, you can bet I’ll be there at least 15 minutes early with bells on. 100% of the time I can’t even handle when everyone else around me is running late. Don’t even get me started on doctors. I try to arrive on time there, knowing I’ll probably be taken 30 minutes later. Doctors definitely fry my fragile nerves…. and not because I don’t like them; they are just always late.

It’s also pretty hard to handle when you run your own business (photography) and you rely on your clients to be on time, at least, even if you asked them to arrive at least 5 minutes early. I’ve learned to deal with this, mainly because I’m running the show, therefore if you’re late, you lose out on time. (I know that sounds awful…. I’m really not a jerk I promise). When it’s not my own business, but I’m in the control of someone else, dear mother of god, watch out. Here is the essential breakdown of my pet peeve in action – in the sense of waiting to be seen at the dentists office. (This is NOT a true story. Just a little play by play to give you a sense of what happens in my mind…)

Scene: Dentist Appointment at 4:30 PM.

4:00 PM – Leave work to drive the 5 minutes to the dentists office. Need to allow myself an extra 20 minutes to find parking (My dentist is in a small city… and it’s not hard to find parking)

4:15 PM – Walk into dentists office and check in.

4:20 PM – Obsessively start checking time on cell phone. This goes on for the next 5 minutes.

4:25 PM – Start wondering if they are going to call my name soon. The person in front of me was just called and they came in after me.

4:27 PM – Start panicking that they haven’t called me yet. Text the other half to begin ranting about they have 3 minutes until my appointment is supposed to start.

4:27:30 PM – Heart starts pounding. Starting to get really annoyed. Why is everyone else getting called but me?! I was here first… (okay, fine. They had appointments before me)

4:29 PM – Contemplating asking the receptionist when I’ll be called. Decide against. Obsessively check phone. Tweet out my annoyance for being late.

4:29:45 PM  – 15 seconds to go and I’m ready to jump through the roof. DON’T THEY KNOW MY TIME IS VALUABLE.

4:30 PM – Okay. My appointment has officially started. They are officially running late. I’m going to freak out. (Sits sulking in a chair, mentally screaming at the dentist.)

4:32 PM – ‘Okay Eryn, we’re ready for you now.’

Gets up and heads into the dentists chair. Breathes sigh of relief. Only 2 minutes late. Not horrible, but they better work fast. I’m on a schedule.

(Welcome to my world).

  1. Taking up the entire sidewalk when leisurely strolling (see above): This pretty much set off this post. I was finishing up my lunchtime run/walk earlier this week when not once, but twice, I had to literally dodge people who thought it was totally okay to take up the ENTIRE 5 foot wide paved trail. Okay, the first time wasn’t as bad because it was just different people coming from two different directions. What annoyed me there; was that no one was willing to scootch one way or the other (they also had huge carriages and dogs). It’s like just they felt because I wasn’t pushing a carriage or walking a dog, they didn’t need to move for me. The second time however, really set me off.

Two women walking their two tiny dogs TOOK UP THE ENTIRE PATH. I figured they would hear me coming and would at least move over a little. I didn’t expect them to go one in front of the other. When they heard me coming, they turned and looked at me and proceeded to continue walking just as they were! In fact, it’s almost like they spread out more. As I passed them, I literally had to pass them in a grassy patch that was an inch wide, and had a giant embankment next to it. And once I had passed them, I looked back, and they had moved over enough that NOW there was enough room for someone to get by. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I was just ready to scream.

So please take a moment when strolling on paths like that to notice your runners/power walkers/bikers and please give them a little bit of room so they don’t have to pass you and potentially risk there lives on a steep embankment. K. Thanks.

So as a recap – use your blinker, don’t be late and be courteous to the people around you. I think that’s a good lesson for all of us on this Memorial Day weekend :)

Have a wonderful long weekend y’all!

 

There should be more hours in the day.

I’m having one of those days where I feel like I’ve abandoned the blog. I know it’s only been a week, but I’m definitely struggling with the aspect of ‘not enough hours in the day’.

I already have been getting up earlier than normal to work on the photography business (editing and the etsy shop), and then I’m at work from about 8:30-5 (and usually get a run in on my lunch hour. Also, I love my job.), and then it’s time to head home, make dinner and spend time with the other half. At this point, we’re usually just trying to catch up on our favorite shows, or I’m reading a book. Sometimes, depending on how many shoots I’ve had, it’s back to do some more editing. We’re usually in bed around 8 PM since we’re both up early.

So needless to say, I’m having a hard time attempting to fit the blogging in too.

I know. The answer is to start planning posts, and scheduling them ahead.

Yes – easier said than done. Especially when you don’t really have the time to brainstorm, write, edit, schedule, etc. It’s a challenge. And I’m totally envious of all of those bloggers out there who can do it.

My goal for this blog wasn’t to post each day about what I did that day, what I wore, what I ate, etc. It was created to be a creative outlet for me. However, lately, I’m feeling like I’m even lacking there. And I’m even putting pressure on myself to be that blogger who posts daily.

But I’m taking a step back. I don’t HAVE to write daily. I don’t HAVE to write if I don’t want too, or if inspiration hasn’t hit. I wish I could be like my favorite blogs I read every day. I really do. Their blogs look amazing, they appear effortless, and are so much fun to read. I look forward to them every day (you can check a few of my favorites out in my Blog Roll!). But right now, I just don’t have the time to devote here every day. My life is busy. And I want this blog to be enjoyable, for all parties. It’s not fun for any of you reading this for me to just be ranting about my day (kind of like I’m doing here… I suppose….sorry!). I mean, unless something interesting happened of course!

So, if I’m coming to realize that it’s okay if I disappear. I never set a standard that I’d post every day. I simply wanted this as an outlet to write, whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. Hence why it’s a glimpse into my life. So back to the roots I go. A little of this, a little of that, with some healthy living stuff, and some photography, and just all around me.

But only when I feel like it of course. (Hopefully that will be a little bit more often!)

And thanks to all who subscribes, follows, stops by, and so on. I really do appreciate each and every one of you. I’m glad to know my rantings are enjoyed…. at least some of the time 😉

 

Honestly…..

Sorry for the disappearing act. Things have a been a bit crazy in my world as of late. I guess the best thing would be to bring you all up to speed.

The foot: Oh the foot. Yes. This has been an adventure all it’s own. Positive: I am out of the boot. Negative: My foot is still in just as much pain as before.

So why am I out of the boot you ask? I just couldn’t take it anymore.

I was at my podiatrist every two weeks until mid-October, receiving the same news. Keep the boot on. Take it off when it’s feeling okay and start weaning off of it. I then went a month before going back, and following his advice. I figured, he’s a doctor – he knows what he’s talking about. I went back in November (right around Thanksgiving). I was in agony that day. Same amount of pain from when I first went. I had been in the boot for 3 days straight again after being out of it for a full week prior. I was not a happy camper.

His advice “Keep doing what you’re doing.” I was told my x-rays didn’t show anything again (they never have). When I asked for another MRI, he told me I didn’t need one because there wasn’t anything on my x-rays (see above – The MRI is what confirmed the stress fracture in the first place). He then proceeded to tell me to start physical therapy ASAP and get fitted for orthotics. My response ‘I can barely go without the boot right now – how I am supposed to do physical therapy?’ and he told me to keep going without it when my foot felt okay and wear it when it doesn’t. I asked if this could be doing more harm than good and he said ‘It could.’

Needless to say, I’m heading to a sports medicine doctor in January. I’m still in pain, but forgoing the boot until that second opinion.

My Weight: The other battle. By the time I stopped wearing the boot, I had gained nearly 10 lbs that I worked so hard to lose, back. I started Weight Watchers officially last week and am sticking to it. It works for me.

Career: Well – this has probably been the largest change in my life. At the beginning of the month, I left my career as a marketing coordinator at a Bank, to pursue a job marketing for a book publisher. It was simply put, the best thing I could have done for myself. Book publishing is where I have always wanted to be, so I’m ecstatic!

Now it’s a matter of getting myself into a workout routine. My goal was to keep getting up at 5:30 and head straight to the gym. But it’s like my body knew I didn’t HAVE to get up that first day. Since then, I’ve been in bed until 7 AM. Time to kick-start the workouts again! After the new year, I’ll be hitting the gym with a good friend in the mornings. That should help!

The Lifestyle Change: This time around with Weight Watchers, I’m not looking at it as a diet. I’m looking at it as a way to help change my lifestyle. Thankfully, everyone where I work loves to eat healthy and brings their lunches in, so that helps my urge to go out. My bank account also thanks me. I’m going to be brutally honest on here and track my weight loss to help keep me accountable. I’m trying to find some sort of widget to put on here, but for now, it will be text.

Once I get back to the gym, I’ll be adding a ‘DailyMile’ widget as well.

So for now – here are my current stats. Weigh-in’s for Weight Watchers are on Fridays, so Fridays will be my weight update day! However, since I don’t like to talk about my weight in terms of numbers, I’m going to post it in terms of pounds to lose!

Pounds to Lose (Started 12/9/2013): 51.6

Pounds Lost: 1.9

Pounds Remaining: 49.7