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Motivation Deprivation

Katherine — Fri, 15 Jul 2011 21:45:58 +0000

So when I started this ‘getting fit journey’ of mine, I weighed 158 pounds and now I am 143. I say that so nonchalantly (believe me when I say that) because I am not concerned about my weight. I am concerned about being fit and feeling strong and healthy. And I do. Yet like any journey in life, there are bumps in the road. I am facing a big one called motivation.

Look at the cats. Lazy assholes. Or maybe they are my fat cheerleaders? Keep reading, they come back into this blog post at the end. Scene stealers.

Making sure I am all stretched out. By the way, want to know who motivated me to start this whole thing? Raymi the Minx, that’s who. Girl is FIT. And I thought to myself “damn she is hot…I could try that”. Only my work out post is ghetto and not pretty and hers are gorgeous and she looks gorgeous. I just look sweaty. Thanks for the motivation mang!

Having said that, motivation is waning. I feel stronger, I can barrel up hills without wanting to die, yet still, I have plateaued in my feeling strong feelings. So I upped my workout level and I have been doing it for a while and I still feel like I can’t do it. I can’t conquer the exercises. They make me feel weak. Like how I matched my weights to my yoga mat? Yeah me too.

BUT…I would rather lay down and die than give up. Logically I understand that giving up will only perpetuate my weak feelings because I will actually get weaker. See the logic there? And I have worked too hard to get this far.

Walk out push ups. Ugh.

It doesn’t mean that I don’t think about cramming an entire cheesecake into my mouth EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY. I stare longingly at desserts as if they are a drink of water in the hottest desert.

Look! I died!

SASSY SWEAT MONSTER!

Dave sent me this picture yesterday when I was at work. The orange cat, Pandorah, is a fat lazy slob. She sleeps upstairs in the boiling bedroom all day, and every once in a while she will scream for us to come up there to pet her. To put her back to sleep, if you will. Because she deserves it for all the hard work she does around here.

Look at her! She FELL ASLEEP on top of the other cat. I picture her roiling down the stairs like molten metal, like the T-1000 in Terminator 2, only to attach herself to the first warm thing her fleshy body could find.

Honestly.

Company picnic tomorrow. Can’t wait for THAT one.

Goodnight!

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BLOOD BLOOD BLOODY MONDAY JUNE 20TH – ONWARDS!!!

SarahD — Mon, 20 Jun 2011 17:36:34 +0000

Maple Leaf Sports and Entertainment and Canadian Blood Services is
partnering up to host Ontario’s biggest single blood donor clinic. The goal:
to collect 500 units of blood in one day. That means we need donations from
500 people. It’s happening at the ACC on Monday, June 20, from 10am-7pm.

Why? Because we need to raise awareness and educate. Despite the fact that
50% of the Canadian population can donate, only 3.7% do. In Toronto, only
1.8% donate. Toronto needs to import 50,000 units of blood a year to meet
the needs of patients in this region. So we need Torontonians to step up,
rally together and donate. Because let’s face it – the status of one’s
health can be unpredictable and you never know when you or someone you love
will need it.

Call 1-888-2-DONATE to book an appointment at The Big Save.

Here’s the link and our Facebook page:
www.blood.ca/thebigsave
www.facebook.com/CentralOntarioBlood

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Sick day

Patrick — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 03:59:27 +0000

*cough*

*hack*

Doctor says I might be able to get back to it tomorrow. And if experience has taught us anything, professional advice should never be questioned. Thanks for dropping by, dear reader, and be sure to grab some hand sanitizer on the way out. (Haha! like it’s gonna help.)

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Run free, wild snot! Run free!

Patrick — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 00:55:55 +0000

I finally managed to get my ass out of doors early enough this morning to walk instead of taking the streetcar, and I ran into a giant roadblock.

And that’s not even the worst of it. I initially woke up feeling a bit off but I attributed that to a lack of sleep. By mid-day, I was suspecting the company pumpkin carving contest (we won!), had done me in. But at three o’clock, I excused myself and went home.

Now I’m panicking. Did I eat any pork recently? Oh my God! I had bacon for breakfast last Saturday! Islam and Judaism had it right all along!

If I’ve got the pork flu, it’s way too late for a vaccination. And one of my cubicle buddies had something unpleasant for the past few days; went down suddenly last night and never made it in this morning. :O

And *gasp* look at the lineups for H1N1 shots this morning!

(big!)

Oh, wait, that’s just the starting spot. I followed the line down the sidewalk at right. It made another tight snaking pattern into an adjacent courtyard in front of Metro Hall, and wound it’s way back out onto the sidewalk.

I took to the sidewalk again and walked to the end of the block, turned around, and started side-stepping in an ill-conceived attempt to montage the line:

(biger!)

In places where people aren’t obviously lined up, they’re just behind something. You can sometimes just make out their cute little heads poking up over bushes.

But most of them may be doomed because there are an awful lot people there and, according to some accounts, clinics are only managing about 20 per hour. People were being turned away in the hundreds yesterday because they hadn’t gotten in by the time the place closed. And, *chuckle*, people are not gonna be happy to hear that now there’s a shortage of the vaccine. Dopey bureaucracy may have killed us all.

It wouldn’t have made any difference for me. Whatever I’ve got has already made itself at home and a shot yesterday would’ve been too late.

All I have left now is a thermometer, electric heating blanket, and Oliver to apply pressure to the sore areas. Luckily I’d splurged recently and now have a healthy collection of tissue boxes (with soothing aloe!) to accompany these small comforts. Dear reader, the snot’s running wild and free tonight!

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