So, here I was thinking that today I would be posting a rather depressing blog about how it has been a year since I made these commitments to the universe and didn't uphold my end of the bargain... and while this still may be true I got an amazing gift today from a friend.
My awesome friend Jenny is a personal trainer. She and I are co-workers at my day job and we've always talked casually about me wanting to hire her to be my trainer. Monday night I finally emailed her with what I really wanted to learn and what help I needed from her to be healthy.
Today when I rolled into work she told me she had very exciting news but that I'd have to wait until 5pm. Of course I'm thinking, "Cool, she got me a diet journal or something." But when in reality she was going to make me an offer I couldn't refuse. The chance to change my life.
Jenny is very aware of my crazy lifestyle. When I'm not at our day job, I'm at the theatre, and when I'm at neither of those places I'm usually home asleep. She knew that I need much more help than she as a friend can give me, but she knew of some people who can hold me accountable and move me forward. She passed on my story to some other trainer friends of hers and lo and behold they are willing to work with me for a whole year.
Now, I don't know all of the particulars yet, but I know that I will be meeting soon with the trainers from Evolv Fitness of NM to create a plan to improve my lifestyle.
I felt so incredibly moved and grateful that this woman has faith and cares about me so much to make a strong decision for me. Moved that these people who I don't even know are willing to push me. Moved that so many of you reading this blog have stuck with me through all of my pitfalls and triumphs. So thank you to all of you.
I know I have a huge, overwhelming and difficult road ahead of me. One of the most difficult things I've ever had to do, yet I've never felt so hopeful in my life.
Here's to the Eighth of Onward 2012!
All my love,
Kristin
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Creative Outlets
I obviously have not been keeping up with my goals as much as I've wanted to. Camps and rehearsals, and life and other things have continually been getting in the way. Eh, such is life.
I was thinking on the idea of how creative outlets power your life. Something I thought up the other day. We recently had our fundraiser cabaret for my theatre company. Typically, because everybody wants to perform, I'm stuck up in the tech booth with people bringing me snacks and drinks while I hit the play button on cd players, ipods and computers. Every one would always ask me afterwards, "How come you didn't perform?" This year, my business partner Doug decided that I was going to do an act, no matter what.
I had been thinking off and on for a long time about what I could do as an act. My strongest talent is acting, but doing a monologue for a room full of people isn't the most entertaining. "Oh, I'll read a poem!" I thought... then I talk to a student who says she's going to perform a poem for the cabaret... by Shel Silverstein... which is what I wanted to do... sigh. Okay, I can sing a song with the kid co-host. She was cool, ready to do it, but then I looked at our registrations. She was doing most of the performances with friends. I know it's called The Doug and Lillie Show, but I didn't want it to be just the Lillie show, so I let her know that maybe we could do a song next time. What to do now? Um... I guess I could sing a song... by myself...
WHAT? Those of you who have been in a rehearsal with me know that I have trouble carrying a tune, beside the fact that I haven't sung since I was in the non-revival version of You're a Good Man Charlie Brown in high school. That was singing with others and not by myself. Oh man... So one of the most awesomes of awesomes, Ms. Madi was working with the kiddos in my camp on their music for the show we were working on. I told her my dilemma. She said, "Let's figure out your range!" Figured that out and then she says, oh you could sing "Not for the Life of Me" from Thoroughly Modern Millie. Now, Ms. Madi played Millie in our production last year so I was super surprised when she said that because I never thought in a million years I could sing a song that she could sing. Then she also said I could sing this song called, "I Want to Go to Hollywood." (See video below) Since the cabaret's theme was Hollywood Nights, that would be a perfect choice, so my decision was made.
I was having a tough week, double and triple thinking all of my choices. Feeling like the kids in my camp weren't learning everything from me. Lots a doubt. Not the right week to try to learn a new talent. I asked Doug for help. He made me swallow my own medicine. The things that I preach to the kids all the time, I was now going to have to preach to myself. Make the song my own, make big choices, and act my way into being a singer. I so wanted to sing it like Sutton Foster on the mp3 I downloaded... but I am not Sutton Foster, and was certainly not going to become her in a week. So, I did what I've felt I do best, created a character. What if she was shy, and nerdy, and a little scared. I practiced again and again. Asked for pointers. Got reminded that if your voice is going to crack let it crack big. A week of tearing myself down and then building myself back up again. It was an emotional rollercoaster.
The day of the cabaret comes. In sound check people say what they heard was good. Cool. Still a performance to go. I got dressed, did some great make-up. Felt confident and cute. And then it was time. And I sang it. I sang it with my heart and my character and I felt good about it when it was over. Yes, my voice cracked and I sang bad notes, but it was part of my performance and I owned that. I felt invigorated. I felt like I was walking my talk. AND it felt GREAT to perform again. Being a performer was a big part I had been missing from my life the last couple of years. Challenging myself to learn something new was something I hadn't done in a LONG time. And I'm so thankful I did it. And the applause and kudos from friends and family didn't hurt either. So now, more music must be learned. Can't end this journey I've started.
And that's what I mean when I say creative outlets power your life. They give you the impetus to try new things and grow, and analyze why you've been doing things or why you haven't been doing things. And they make you power hungry for even more ways to express yourself and your thoughts. I miss acting, I miss dancing, I miss writing, and now, I miss singing. I'm not necessarily great at any of them, but I can't be afraid of failing to try. I might learn something about myself in the end.
Now, this girl isn't Sutton either, but she definitely made this song her own. Enjoy I want to go to Hollywood from the musical Grand Hotel.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
About a Month
Well, here we are. Less than 30 days to 30 years old. Still struggling, still stuck, but I feel like there has been a little progress.
So much is happening right now, it's hard to keep track of it all. We opened and closed A Year with Frog and Toad Kids, started rehearsals with a new director/writer for Confessions of a Teenage Spidergirl, preparing for friends Claire and Aileen to come down to do their show How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Lost My Virginity, getting ready for the 5th Annual Duke City Improv Festival, getting back into the swing of going to the gym, buying a new car cause the other one died, working on our 501(c)3 paperwork, helping other people produce their shows, and selling a WHOLE LOTTA TICKETS. You should see my piles of laundry. They need to get washed ASAP.
It's a lot of work for something that at times doesn't feel like it's progressing, getting better, getting closer to becoming a REAL JOB that PAYS MY BILLS. I really love what I do, but I sometimes ask myself, what am I sacrificing for what I love? Are my priorities in the right place?
I know right now my priorities should be about getting healthy, working out, eating right, because what good is having a super successful performance space and youth theatre company if I'm too big to enjoy it all. But checking email, getting to my small job on time, trying to get enough sleep, and putting toilet paper in the bathrooms always seems to get in the way. It's always the little things, right? Don't sweat the small stuff, right?
I know we need to put systems in to place for the theatre. Then we could easily tell someone, this is how to prepare and sell the tickets for the show. We are painting these flats blue, the paint brushes are always over there next to the pens, pencils, tape, scissors and all the other things that always go missing in our space. We need a professional organizer and an accountant.
I've spent most of my life working for other people, and I understand that I am the boss, but sometimes it is so hard to "man up." I rely a lot on Doug to do things, and even a lot of times to tell me what to do, when I know perfectly well what needs to be done. I just need to make some big choices, take charge, and delegate.
Seeing the beautiful and amazing Libby a while back always reminds me that I promised her that we would do a play together. A beautiful play called Stop Kiss by Diana Son. It's a vanity piece for me, casting myself in a role I'd love to play but know I typically wouldn't be cast in. I re-read the script after seeing her and it excited me to move forward to get into shape so I'll feel comfortable changing clothes in front of a theatre full of people. I made her a promise that we'd do the show in a year, and if I'm not ready, I'll give the project up. So, now to hold true to the promise I made to her, to myself and to all of you dear readers. I need to reinvent my toolbox, ask for the help I'm looking for and go onward.
All my love to you guys, and Onward ho!
KB
So much is happening right now, it's hard to keep track of it all. We opened and closed A Year with Frog and Toad Kids, started rehearsals with a new director/writer for Confessions of a Teenage Spidergirl, preparing for friends Claire and Aileen to come down to do their show How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Lost My Virginity, getting ready for the 5th Annual Duke City Improv Festival, getting back into the swing of going to the gym, buying a new car cause the other one died, working on our 501(c)3 paperwork, helping other people produce their shows, and selling a WHOLE LOTTA TICKETS. You should see my piles of laundry. They need to get washed ASAP.
It's a lot of work for something that at times doesn't feel like it's progressing, getting better, getting closer to becoming a REAL JOB that PAYS MY BILLS. I really love what I do, but I sometimes ask myself, what am I sacrificing for what I love? Are my priorities in the right place?
I know right now my priorities should be about getting healthy, working out, eating right, because what good is having a super successful performance space and youth theatre company if I'm too big to enjoy it all. But checking email, getting to my small job on time, trying to get enough sleep, and putting toilet paper in the bathrooms always seems to get in the way. It's always the little things, right? Don't sweat the small stuff, right?
I know we need to put systems in to place for the theatre. Then we could easily tell someone, this is how to prepare and sell the tickets for the show. We are painting these flats blue, the paint brushes are always over there next to the pens, pencils, tape, scissors and all the other things that always go missing in our space. We need a professional organizer and an accountant.
I've spent most of my life working for other people, and I understand that I am the boss, but sometimes it is so hard to "man up." I rely a lot on Doug to do things, and even a lot of times to tell me what to do, when I know perfectly well what needs to be done. I just need to make some big choices, take charge, and delegate.
Seeing the beautiful and amazing Libby a while back always reminds me that I promised her that we would do a play together. A beautiful play called Stop Kiss by Diana Son. It's a vanity piece for me, casting myself in a role I'd love to play but know I typically wouldn't be cast in. I re-read the script after seeing her and it excited me to move forward to get into shape so I'll feel comfortable changing clothes in front of a theatre full of people. I made her a promise that we'd do the show in a year, and if I'm not ready, I'll give the project up. So, now to hold true to the promise I made to her, to myself and to all of you dear readers. I need to reinvent my toolbox, ask for the help I'm looking for and go onward.
All my love to you guys, and Onward ho!
KB
Sunday, March 20, 2011
80 Til 30
The countdown begins. 80 days until I turn 30 years old. The BIG 3-0. I know that in the grand scheme of things, 30 is nothing. It's a little in a whole world of big. But, partly because I think I'm supposed to, I'm freaking out.
Thirty is the age when you are supposed to be accomplished. Have made some adult movement in your life. Heading towards the life you've always dreamed of. In so many ways, I'm way ahead of the curve on this one. I started my own business with the help of my best friend at the age of 26. I get to make an impact on kids just about every day.
But, there is still this huge part of me who still feels like a lost 16 year old, trying to figure out how to make my way in the world. I always wonder, does that ever go away? Will I ever feel like a strong confident grown-up? And that's when the number 30 rears its ugly head again and says, "Uh, yeah by 30 you should be feeling grown up."
Now, I know that losing the weight is not going to solve my confidence issues overnight. I know there are a lot of other things that go into me being scared to do things. But I know that losing the weight will help. I won't constantly be wondering if people are judging me for what I'm wearing, eating, moving, doing, sitting because of how big I am. Losing the weight will make other things easier too like having energy to do warm up games with the kids, tying my shoes, yoga, fastening a seatbelt, sitting and standing for long periods of time, buying clothing. And being able to tie my shoes without feeling a little winded will definitely be a HUGE confidence boost for me. These things, that are simple and easy for others, are embarrassing to me that I can't do them with grace or ease. You should have no trouble tying your shoes at 30... 50 maybe, but that's because your getting older.
It's looking at 30 that makes you realize that yes, after this, things are not going to get easier, they are going to get harder so you need to have all the basics in place so that when things do get harder, you are ready for them. Your responsibilities become more the older you get, house, mortgage, children, car, insurance, retirement, planning how to still take care of those you love even after you are gone, they are all there staring the 30 year old in the face saying, "It's coming, and you're not ready. You've been spending all of your time and money on silly futile things. I hope you had fun."
And I have had fun, and I still plan on having fun. I think I'll have a lot more fun once I get my life in order and I won't be worrying so much about every little thing. Out of the things I've pledged to myself I haven't really followed through on a lot of it. I need to get a move on. I know all of it doesn't need to be done in the next 80 days, but I have to stop slacking so I won't keep writing this blog. I need to stop putting myself off.
All my love to you, those staring 30 in the face, those that see it coming and can laugh it off for a while longer, and especially to those who have made it through and have lived to tell the tale.
All my best,
KB
Thirty is the age when you are supposed to be accomplished. Have made some adult movement in your life. Heading towards the life you've always dreamed of. In so many ways, I'm way ahead of the curve on this one. I started my own business with the help of my best friend at the age of 26. I get to make an impact on kids just about every day.
But, there is still this huge part of me who still feels like a lost 16 year old, trying to figure out how to make my way in the world. I always wonder, does that ever go away? Will I ever feel like a strong confident grown-up? And that's when the number 30 rears its ugly head again and says, "Uh, yeah by 30 you should be feeling grown up."
Now, I know that losing the weight is not going to solve my confidence issues overnight. I know there are a lot of other things that go into me being scared to do things. But I know that losing the weight will help. I won't constantly be wondering if people are judging me for what I'm wearing, eating, moving, doing, sitting because of how big I am. Losing the weight will make other things easier too like having energy to do warm up games with the kids, tying my shoes, yoga, fastening a seatbelt, sitting and standing for long periods of time, buying clothing. And being able to tie my shoes without feeling a little winded will definitely be a HUGE confidence boost for me. These things, that are simple and easy for others, are embarrassing to me that I can't do them with grace or ease. You should have no trouble tying your shoes at 30... 50 maybe, but that's because your getting older.
It's looking at 30 that makes you realize that yes, after this, things are not going to get easier, they are going to get harder so you need to have all the basics in place so that when things do get harder, you are ready for them. Your responsibilities become more the older you get, house, mortgage, children, car, insurance, retirement, planning how to still take care of those you love even after you are gone, they are all there staring the 30 year old in the face saying, "It's coming, and you're not ready. You've been spending all of your time and money on silly futile things. I hope you had fun."
And I have had fun, and I still plan on having fun. I think I'll have a lot more fun once I get my life in order and I won't be worrying so much about every little thing. Out of the things I've pledged to myself I haven't really followed through on a lot of it. I need to get a move on. I know all of it doesn't need to be done in the next 80 days, but I have to stop slacking so I won't keep writing this blog. I need to stop putting myself off.
All my love to you, those staring 30 in the face, those that see it coming and can laugh it off for a while longer, and especially to those who have made it through and have lived to tell the tale.
All my best,
KB
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Finding My Tribe
So I was supposed to definitely do an update on February 8th, but when I checked the scale it said I hadn't lost any weight so I wasn't sure if a picture and blog was in order. I don't know if I'm going to make my goal of 88 pounds by December. It seems highly unlikely at this point. I am still going to the gym though! Tech week totally screwed me up and then my whole cast including me got sick which also screwed things up. Oh, AND my purse got stolen from the gym parking lot. Dumb me left it in the car under my coat and they stole it by breaking my window out on the coldest night of the year. Bummer. I'm taking having to replace all my stuff as a sign from the universe that its time to start over and really take charge of everything. Also, to not leave my purse in the car anymore.
I watched this really interesting video from the Ted Talks by Seth Godin about The Tribes We Lead. Here it is embedded here:
In it he talks about people who find each other based on common interests. Now, I know I've got lots of tribes in my life, my Box Kids and Parents Tribe, my Family, and I think other subTribes with in that tribe. But I feel like I've lost my main tribe, the tribe that I can talk to for long hours about theatre, music, books. For me, since college, I've been somewhat lost. Most of my close friends moved on to graduate school or moved to larger cities while I stayed here in Albuquerque and started The Box. And for some reason or another I decided to close myself off to new people. I've always been a bit of a loner, but in recent years I've felt more lonely than anything. Relationships that I once held dear are no longer here, and I often wonder if those relationships that I thought were really close were real at all. Was I kidding myself into thinking that we had a special bond? I've been trying to figure out how to open myself up to others, try to find my tribe again, but telling all the old stories you have to tell in order to feel intimate with someone new... I just don't feel like I have the energy for all that. Reconnecting with old friends seems even harder because it feels like everyone else has moved on, has new close friends and I have just stayed where I am.
I think getting back to my acting roots might help. In our small theatre community in ABQ, people get offered parts in things very often and because I haven't acted in a million years I am always overlooked. I've been thinking about seeing if I can join the Tricklock Incubator at UNM. It would get me thinking about myself creatively again, thinking about making big choices and would allow me to talk about process and things which I seem to be craving. It would also be different than anything I've done before.
I've always felt, and I know I've expressed this to you other ENMUers, that when we were together in Portales there wasn't anything we couldn't do. I miss having that feeling. That feeling of everyone else knowing what you were talking about. Having the same skill set of tools as the person next to you. Of knowing that the people you were working with were just as talented if not more so than yourself. There was some magic that happened with us and I just feel I need to find it again.
This blog has been a long time coming and I feel I may have left some things out as I've been writing this over a few weeks.I hope it makes sense and isn't totally jumbled.
All my best,
KB
I watched this really interesting video from the Ted Talks by Seth Godin about The Tribes We Lead. Here it is embedded here:
In it he talks about people who find each other based on common interests. Now, I know I've got lots of tribes in my life, my Box Kids and Parents Tribe, my Family, and I think other subTribes with in that tribe. But I feel like I've lost my main tribe, the tribe that I can talk to for long hours about theatre, music, books. For me, since college, I've been somewhat lost. Most of my close friends moved on to graduate school or moved to larger cities while I stayed here in Albuquerque and started The Box. And for some reason or another I decided to close myself off to new people. I've always been a bit of a loner, but in recent years I've felt more lonely than anything. Relationships that I once held dear are no longer here, and I often wonder if those relationships that I thought were really close were real at all. Was I kidding myself into thinking that we had a special bond? I've been trying to figure out how to open myself up to others, try to find my tribe again, but telling all the old stories you have to tell in order to feel intimate with someone new... I just don't feel like I have the energy for all that. Reconnecting with old friends seems even harder because it feels like everyone else has moved on, has new close friends and I have just stayed where I am.
I think getting back to my acting roots might help. In our small theatre community in ABQ, people get offered parts in things very often and because I haven't acted in a million years I am always overlooked. I've been thinking about seeing if I can join the Tricklock Incubator at UNM. It would get me thinking about myself creatively again, thinking about making big choices and would allow me to talk about process and things which I seem to be craving. It would also be different than anything I've done before.
I've always felt, and I know I've expressed this to you other ENMUers, that when we were together in Portales there wasn't anything we couldn't do. I miss having that feeling. That feeling of everyone else knowing what you were talking about. Having the same skill set of tools as the person next to you. Of knowing that the people you were working with were just as talented if not more so than yourself. There was some magic that happened with us and I just feel I need to find it again.
This blog has been a long time coming and I feel I may have left some things out as I've been writing this over a few weeks.I hope it makes sense and isn't totally jumbled.
All my best,
KB
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
The Sharpest Tool
Been a few weeks since my last posting, and things were off to a great start... and then I got sick! First a cold that hit me hard so I couldn't breathe and then the worst stomach bug in the history of the world. I lost four pounds that week! That was awesome, but of course I wasn't eating so... there's that.
Now that things are mostly back to normal, I'm trying my best to fit everything in. I'm treating my workouts like a job. I have to show up every day, or I don't get paid... I don't know for sure what I'm getting paid IN per se, but I think it's a good plan. The gym finally opened and I really like it. I ride the stationary bike for 30 minutes, and then do weight lifting on a few machines alternating arms and legs. Some of the machines are hard to get in to... they seem like old fashioned torture devices, but once you get in, they work great! I also got some brand new tennis shoes from my mom for Christmas. I went to the New Balance store and they measured my feet and they feel great on. Also, my awful cold sent me into to trying something new, so I bought a neti pot. I really love it and I've felt so much better since I started using it! I also pledged 50 pounds to the Pound For Pound Challenge (http://www.pfpchallenge.com/) so they can help feed people in ABQ at the Roadrunner Food Bank. I hope to put a team together and maybe we can go volunteer there some afternoon.
I wanted to touch a little on all the advice I've been given. It's funny. Most of the things that were suggested in my last blog, I've done, or known about, or signed up for. I've STARTED using my sparkpeople.com account more times than I can remember. There have been a lot of times in my life where i get so wrapped up in documenting the process, I stop doing the process. I've had all these tools at my finger tips. I've read more articles on weight loss than I can count. I've seen plenty of doctors about the nodule on my thyroid only to have them say, "there's nothing we can do." Each time, after every little defeat, feeling like there was nothing I could do. I once did the regular Power 90 workout. I lost about 10 pounds over the course of the program. I was feeling good. Of course once the 90 days were over, everything went back to where it had started. And then some. Auditioning for The Biggest Loser was another huge disappointment. I'm probably one of the most educated fat person about weight loss. I know that I need to burn more calories than I intake in a day and that eating several small meals in a day will boost my metabolism. Drinking water will help me feel more full and flush my body of toxins. My brain is filled with information about how to lose weight. But the tool I think I've always been missing is "motivation."
Right now, I feel the motivation. It's there rearing to go. Its saying all those times before don't matter. We're going to make it this time. We just have to stick to the plan. Oh the plan... The plan that always gets thrown off by some little thing. But we're going to try, me and my motivation. We're going to bust through the road blocks put before us and create new paths where there was none before. I have to take control of my life. It's important. It's time to stop complaining and start being exuberant about the life I lead. I'm such a lucky person. I've got so many things going for me, I can't waste that luck. That tool is here to help me. Any motivating quotes or things of that nature would be a huge help to me. I really appreciate your support.
Love,
KB
P.S. I'm selling AVON now! Check out my online store at http://youravon.com/kberg0184
Now that things are mostly back to normal, I'm trying my best to fit everything in. I'm treating my workouts like a job. I have to show up every day, or I don't get paid... I don't know for sure what I'm getting paid IN per se, but I think it's a good plan. The gym finally opened and I really like it. I ride the stationary bike for 30 minutes, and then do weight lifting on a few machines alternating arms and legs. Some of the machines are hard to get in to... they seem like old fashioned torture devices, but once you get in, they work great! I also got some brand new tennis shoes from my mom for Christmas. I went to the New Balance store and they measured my feet and they feel great on. Also, my awful cold sent me into to trying something new, so I bought a neti pot. I really love it and I've felt so much better since I started using it! I also pledged 50 pounds to the Pound For Pound Challenge (http://www.pfpchallenge.com/) so they can help feed people in ABQ at the Roadrunner Food Bank. I hope to put a team together and maybe we can go volunteer there some afternoon.
I wanted to touch a little on all the advice I've been given. It's funny. Most of the things that were suggested in my last blog, I've done, or known about, or signed up for. I've STARTED using my sparkpeople.com account more times than I can remember. There have been a lot of times in my life where i get so wrapped up in documenting the process, I stop doing the process. I've had all these tools at my finger tips. I've read more articles on weight loss than I can count. I've seen plenty of doctors about the nodule on my thyroid only to have them say, "there's nothing we can do." Each time, after every little defeat, feeling like there was nothing I could do. I once did the regular Power 90 workout. I lost about 10 pounds over the course of the program. I was feeling good. Of course once the 90 days were over, everything went back to where it had started. And then some. Auditioning for The Biggest Loser was another huge disappointment. I'm probably one of the most educated fat person about weight loss. I know that I need to burn more calories than I intake in a day and that eating several small meals in a day will boost my metabolism. Drinking water will help me feel more full and flush my body of toxins. My brain is filled with information about how to lose weight. But the tool I think I've always been missing is "motivation."
Right now, I feel the motivation. It's there rearing to go. Its saying all those times before don't matter. We're going to make it this time. We just have to stick to the plan. Oh the plan... The plan that always gets thrown off by some little thing. But we're going to try, me and my motivation. We're going to bust through the road blocks put before us and create new paths where there was none before. I have to take control of my life. It's important. It's time to stop complaining and start being exuberant about the life I lead. I'm such a lucky person. I've got so many things going for me, I can't waste that luck. That tool is here to help me. Any motivating quotes or things of that nature would be a huge help to me. I really appreciate your support.
Love,
KB
P.S. I'm selling AVON now! Check out my online store at http://youravon.com/kberg0184
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
The Eighth of Onward
Today is my half birthday. I had this big plan to re-launch this blog earlier today, but it didn't happen. Oh well.
My life hasn't been my life for a while now. I've been letting things just kind of happen to me. Being 6 months away from 30 years old makes you realize some things. I'm not having some crisis about turning 30. I know that I've accomplished a lot in my short life, but I know there are more "regular" things that I should have accomplished, but haven't.
So, it's time. It's time to make a pledge to myself, and to you readers out there, (if there are any) to take charge of my life. I need to be able to take care of myself, financially, physically, emotionally. I've been skating by, but I know I could be doing so much better. If you want to read my detailed pledge list click here.
One of my main goals is to get healthy and lose this weight that is holding me down in so many ways. I know I've said this before, I don't know how many times, but I'm really going for it this time. Already this week I did yoga, and walked 2 miles on my treadmill, which I know for some isn't very much, but for me (who is pretty sedentary) a big deal. I'm hoping to be 88 pounds lighter a year from today. I weighed myself this morning at 278 pounds (how did that happen???). By next December 8th, I will weight 198 pounds. Any thoughts or ideas on how to get me there would be greatly appreciated. I joined the new Planet Fitness location (hasn't opened yet.) I'm going to get some new tennis shoes for Christmas. Pictures will be coming tomorrow to let myself see the progress I've been making. I'm hoping that perhaps some of you will make a pledge of clothing for me for December. 88 pounds is quite a few dress sizes, and it would be great to have something to put on. It would really be a great source of encouragement to me. If you'd like to pledge clothing click here. I also want to see how this can give back to the community, so I'm looking into ways to do that.
Thank you to those of you who have loved, supported, listened, pushed and cared about me all these years. You have no idea how much I appreciate everything you have done for me.
Much love,
Kristin
My life hasn't been my life for a while now. I've been letting things just kind of happen to me. Being 6 months away from 30 years old makes you realize some things. I'm not having some crisis about turning 30. I know that I've accomplished a lot in my short life, but I know there are more "regular" things that I should have accomplished, but haven't.
So, it's time. It's time to make a pledge to myself, and to you readers out there, (if there are any) to take charge of my life. I need to be able to take care of myself, financially, physically, emotionally. I've been skating by, but I know I could be doing so much better. If you want to read my detailed pledge list click here.
One of my main goals is to get healthy and lose this weight that is holding me down in so many ways. I know I've said this before, I don't know how many times, but I'm really going for it this time. Already this week I did yoga, and walked 2 miles on my treadmill, which I know for some isn't very much, but for me (who is pretty sedentary) a big deal. I'm hoping to be 88 pounds lighter a year from today. I weighed myself this morning at 278 pounds (how did that happen???). By next December 8th, I will weight 198 pounds. Any thoughts or ideas on how to get me there would be greatly appreciated. I joined the new Planet Fitness location (hasn't opened yet.) I'm going to get some new tennis shoes for Christmas. Pictures will be coming tomorrow to let myself see the progress I've been making. I'm hoping that perhaps some of you will make a pledge of clothing for me for December. 88 pounds is quite a few dress sizes, and it would be great to have something to put on. It would really be a great source of encouragement to me. If you'd like to pledge clothing click here. I also want to see how this can give back to the community, so I'm looking into ways to do that.
Thank you to those of you who have loved, supported, listened, pushed and cared about me all these years. You have no idea how much I appreciate everything you have done for me.
Much love,
Kristin
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