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What Makes You Angry?

I have no idea who thought this was a good speech of the week topic to give a group of 8 – 11 year olds. Almost all of them said the same thing: Their little brother or sister. I know those feels.

But enough about them. What makes me angry?

I’ve been thinking about it, and I don’t get angry all that often. I do get frustrated a lot though, and I think that comes across as anger. I get genuinely pissed off if people hurt little guys (figuratively or literally), but most of the time? It’s me blowing off steam because I’m frustrated.

So what frustrates me most these days?

First, I have a complete fucktard of a coworker, and it is amazingly frustrating. His ineptitude rarely directly impacts my work (thankfully, otherwise this would go from an intense frustration to a full-on rage-hate), but I’m frustrated that this idiot has a decent paying job that could go to someone who deserves it. It frustrates me that he gets nearly the same pay (I have two years experience on him, and I’m paid a marginal amount more that a n00b teacher) and does half the amount of work. I hate that he can fuck up over and over again and because my director is so cheap, he won’t get fired (it is more expensive to hire a new teacher).

How bad is he? Bad enough that we started a Tumblr with all his stupid quotes. There’s more than a hundred posts already, and we don’t even have them all written up yet. If you are curious about it, let me know and I’ll send you a link. Otherwise, I’m not making it public because, well… you saw what happened to Regina when the Burn Book went public. I don’t want to get hit by a bus.

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Second, I frustrate myself. I’ve been overweight pretty much my entire life. I know exactly what I need to do to rectify this. And I don’t do it. I just don’t do it! What’s up with that?  It’s not like I wanna be fat, you know? I just can’t ever stick to a plan of action (eating healthier, moving more, that kind of shit) that would bring me to normal. And that’s fucking frustrating.

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fitbit: 11 – 17 June 2012

Each week I get a lovely newsletter from fibit with my weekly stats, and I thought I would share some of them here.

I managed to take 57,787 steps last week, which is actually down from my average. That’s a total of 40.80km… which doesn’t include the weekend when I forgot to wear the damned thing. Not too shabby.

I don’t entirely trust my calories in vs out… I don’t record on the weekends so it isn’t accurate. However, it does tell me that my weight is down 2.6kg. Woot! It was back up a bit this Monday (which I expected), but as long as it is moving down overall, I’m happy.

The most disturbing stat this week is my sleep. My average sleep duration last week was 3 hours and 36 minutes. YIKES. On average I was awakened FIFTEEN times.

I haven’t been sleeping well (stress, innit?) but it is a wee bit shocking to see just how badly. Sleep is such an important part of your overall health (physical as well as emotional and mental) so I think I’m going to have to focus on this metric a bit more. I slept well over the weekend (mmmm…. lazy lie ins) but Sunday night and last night (Monday) I could not shut down. I think a week of regular bedtimes, wakeup times and perhaps some melatonin might do me some good. As would winning the lottery… that would kill loads of my stress and I sleep better in a hammock on the beach anyway. Haha.

The ups and downs

It’s been awhile since I’ve written about my weight loss attempts, because frankly I haven’t even been trying lately. Blame the Queen (for all the long weekends). Blame the weather (for all the energy-draining pisstastic weather). Blame Rich (for the wedding).

Mostly though, blame me.

I don’t really know why I do this. I do something that works to reduce my mass, but then after I start succeeding, I give up before I can actually succeed. There’s definitely a pattern to it – just check out this graph of my weight over the last year.

Not I’m not willing to show you the actual weight numbers… I’m not as brave as some fantastic people I know!

There is an 11kg (25lb or nearly 2 stone) difference between my lowest weight (the first “YAY”) and my highest (the “WTF”) during the last year. Why did I a) stop doing what I was doing to drop the weight and b) wait until I was so much heavier again before trying to do something about it?

I think if I can figure that out, not only will I finally get to a healthy weight, but I’ll also stop hanging out in my overdraft (I honestly believe that whatever it is that drives me to avoid weight regulation also drives me to avoid budgeting).

In the meantime, I’m gonna try again. It’s all I can do, right? Pick up where I am and try again. So far this week, what I’m doing is working. Here’s the graph for this week.

I’m pretty pleased with myself. I’m down 3.5kg (nearly 8 pounds) in four days. I completely understand that I can’t maintain that pace, but as long as it keeps dropping, I’m happy.

So what am I doing? I’m basically following the advice in Timothy Ferriss’ book “The 4 Hour Body“.  Again. It’s how I lost a bunch of weight at the beginning of 2011, before I gave up (WHY WHY WHY?) at the end of April and went back to my old lifestyle.

The advice in that book may not be for everyone, but it does work for me. When I follow it, I mean. Obviously. Which I hope to keep doing this time. I would still like to get to my goal weight by the end of the year. To make that happen, I have to be a bit more dedicated.

So… here’s to being a bit more dedicated for the second half of 2012. I’ll try to blog more about my progress, what I’m doing to make it work (or what is getting in the way of making it work) and hopefully – by 31 December 2012 – I’ll be celebrating being a healthy weight for the first time in my life since childhood. Wouldn’t that be grand?

Aside

For the past few months, I have been fully and whole-heartedly off the wagon when it comes to my diet and exercise. I thought I would pick it back up right after the wedding I went to in Ireland, but … Continue reading

Goal Tracking. Weeks 13, 14 and 15.

THREE WEEKS WITHOUT POSTING? BAD JODI.

Week 13: Success. On track for 12/52 weeks so far.
Week 14: FAIL! On track for 12/52 weeks so far.
Week 15: FAIL! On track for 12/52 weeks so far.

I wasn’t really surprised about weeks 14 and 15, to be honest. I’ve been on holidays for the last couple of weeks and have been eating (and drinking) a LOT. And although I’ve been walking a lot on my holidays, it hasn’t been enough to make up for the amount of pub grub and ales I’ve inhaled.

Like I said before: You can’t outrun your fork. Back to better eating then!

Goal Tracking. Week 12.

This week: Success. On track for 11/52 weeks so far.

HOWEVER. I am not on track for keeping up with the goal tracking. How am I already a week behind? SAD TIMES.

I’m not sure what has been happening in my brain for the last few weeks, but I’ve been highly resistant to getting shit done. It’s like weaponised procrastination.

Not just the blog – I haven’t been tracking my exercise or food properly. I haven’t been doing my laundry (just caught up this week). The list could go on and on.

I’m not sure if it is still a push-back from the uber-restraint that was February, or if it turns out that I’m just that fucking lazy. I’d like to blame the former, but I’m fairly sure that it is the latter.

Anyway: Tomorrow’s goal tracking is NOT going to be pretty. At all. But I’m okay with that. Hopefully it will motivate me to get back on track.

Goal Tracking. Week 11.

This week: Success. On track for 10/52 weeks so far.

This is a mini-success, for although I have dropped from last week’s weigh-in, I am still up over what I was two weeks ago. I’m okay with that though, because there have been other wins.

Like last night. Last night I ran 8.27km in an hour. Which is pretty super. I’m feeling good about that.

And on the weekend I bought trousers a size smaller than usual. More win.