Nanowrimo is just around the corner. Although I’ve participated since 2007, I have yet to reach the goal of 50,000 words. Like many folks, I make the usual excuses—too busy, too stressed, too tired—but the truth is, I’m always busy, stressed, and tired. And yet, this year feels different somehow.
How so? I am more self-aware. After ten years of “failing,” I’m practically an expert. I’ve learned how I work and why I don’t. My strength is that I’m a great starter with lots of energy and ideas in the beginning. However, I know that after a few days I burn out, or I lose momentum very quickly once I see how far behind I’m getting. Therefore, I really need to stay on target with little tricks and incentives/disincentives along the way.
In addition to working with a personal trainer, one of the major factors that has contributed to helping me lose weight is changing my eating habits. What I’ve realized is that no matter how much I exercise, it doesn’t matter if I keep eating crap.
The turning point for me was having a Google Sheet where I record what I eat each day and the fitness activities/steps taken. I haven’t gotten to the point of recording portion-sizes and estimated calories yet. I know there are apps out there that do that, but it’s a pain to go through the lists and guesstimate if the portions/calories are correct.
Instead, I’ve opted to make healthier food choices and trust that my body will tell me when I am full. Note: it’s still a work in progress. I have days when my tummy-is-full sensor is malfunctioning. Or maybe I’m just doing a good job of ignoring it.
What I find amusing is that the idea of having to record what I eat sometimes makes me NOT want to eat. There is something good to be said about laziness. 😉
Anyway, here are some diet tips that have worked in helping me lose weight: Continue reading →
While I was growing up, my mom [whom I refer to as Grandma Lee] always insisted that we “put our best foot forward”—that is, look our best before we leave the house. She claims that every time she goes out of the house wearing something unflattering or looking just thrown together, she ends up running into someone she knows or enters a situation where she wishes she had put some effort in her appearance.
The Princess has a piano competition in a couple of weeks. I know she’s a bit nervous, as am I. All we can do is put our best foot (and fingers) forward and prepare for it as best as we can. If she messes up, no big deal. It’s all about the experience of preparing and presenting oneself with poise in a high-pressure situation. No big whup, right?
Funny thing is, she’s playing a piece that I also played in a piano competition many years ago—Beethoven Sonatina in G, first and second movements. I think she plays it better than I did, but then again, my mom wasn’t as trained as I was to be able to help me practice and prepare more effectively.
Nevertheless, the Princess faces the same challenges—to not play too fast (due to nerves), and to remember to play expressively with dynamics while maintaining technical control and to appear to enjoy playing.
Yesterday while waiting for the Princess to finish her swimming lesson, I was reading Change Anything: The New Science of Personal Success (Kerry Patterson, Joseph Grenny, David Maxfield, Ron McMillan, and Al Switzler). The title caught my attention as I browsed the new non-fiction books at the library. I thought this book was appropriate with New Year’s around the corner. I know we still have Thanksgiving and December, but let’s face it. The year’s almost over. ;-P
Although much of what I read was common sense, here are some useful pointers I got from the book:
As much as I love my mother and appreciate all her sacrifices for me, I don’t want to be her—at least the negative aspects of the Tiger Mother.
She claims that now that she’s old, she is a toothless tiger. All her true power is gone and her roar is all that she has left. (Never to fear—my family and I can attest that her teeth are still in fine working order.)
Mom wasn’t as extreme as the Tiger Mother in Amy Chua’s book, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother. I was allowed to watch TV and go to sleepovers. However, I did have to study hard and practice at least two to three hours of piano every day—sometimes more as we approached a piano competition. She made sure I knew that sacrifices would have to be made in order for one to succeed. Each minute not studying or practicing was a lost opportunity. One could not chill out like everyone else—not unless one wanted to be average like everyone else.
Now with a child of my own, I battle the infamous Tiger Mother within—the strict, dictatorial, overachieving mother who wants her cub to be accomplished in everything she does. Not only that, but constantly striving for perfection and to never be complacent.