January 1, 2010

Things that didn’t suck about 2009

Posted in dieting, health, lovey, nostalgia, self-improvement, travel, veganism, vegetarianism at 12:58 pm by Marise Phillips

Although it has been a trying year, 2009 was also full of some truly memorable events in my life:

  • New Years Eve/Day in Amsterdam, followed by an outstanding week introducing my lovey to Paris
  • Successfully tapering off the evil antidepressant
  • Selling my money pit of a car and “making it work” with public transportation
  • Going back to the gym and attending regularly, then finding joy in bicycling and yoga
  • Giving up (for the most part):Β meat, sugar, alcohol, dairy, caffeine
  • Losing 30 pounds, and holding steady for 3 months (though it is high time to re-commit now that the holidaze are over!)
  • Getting my finances in much stronger shape during very difficult economic times

Thank you 2009 for all the tough love πŸ™‚ I am more than happy to carry on!

February 3, 2007

updates updates

Posted in dieting, weekend, work, writing at 3:27 pm by Marise Phillips

i’ve been going to a great acupuncturist, and she’s inspired me to cut down on some unhealthy habits (smoking & overeating) and to take on some healthy new ones (more vegies & water). i am feeling a lot better already after 6 days of said improvements. my energy is still low, and i’m finally getting over my third cold of the winter, and a spot on my chin is taking a loooonnnnng time to heal – but all in all, doing better.

i’m also cheered by the fact i somehow lost 10 lbs since the last time i weighed myself (who knows, maybe 5 months ago…) now i just gotta convince j to hand over the new wii, play me some sports, and the rest of the weight will come melting off, i tellya…

in all seriousness though, i did put in about 40 minutes of gardening today and i think that was good for both my ass and the backyard.

oh yeah, one other thing: i get to choose the blog platform we’ll be using for work. suggestions anyone?

July 16, 2006

8 lbs down…

Posted in dieting, family, weekend at 11:09 pm by Marise Phillips

54 to go!!

Oh ma gah — I bought the most gorgeous shoes today; check out how perfect and incredible they are:


they make even my thick-ish ankles look trim & sexy! YAY!

Sigh: two more days left at my wonderful job, and then it’s time to go to the much better-paying, hopefully not too-soul-destroying new(er) job! As J likes to tease me, my new job just wasn’t new enough for me, so I had to get a newer one!! Heh πŸ˜‰

BTW, I am soo happy with the nice weather we’ve been having this month. Sorry to say, if global warming is what has thawed our normally icy-cold SF summer, then i’ll take it. (My deepest apologies to Al Gore — but I love me some warm weather!)

Oh, and lovely news from the parentals. Out of money (again.) But I was fairly pleased with my outlook and reaction this time: calm, collected, fair and — to risk repeating the boringest-ever line Kristy and I overheard at Cafe Royale — I kept my boundaries firmly in place.

Meanwhile, anyone want to adopt two 60-something couch potatoes? Free to a good home!

June 20, 2006

is it cheating if…

Posted in dieting at 2:10 pm by Marise Phillips

…you're on the South Park Beach diet and you eat this?


mmmmm, gianduiotti!

June 7, 2005

A Nasty Shock

Posted in body image, dieting, self-flagellation at 10:47 am by Marise Phillips

So I went to Voldemort yesterday. Turns out the doctor I was scheduled to see couldn't make it; they'd tried to call me but had my old work number and a totally random emergency contact number. But I insisted on staying as I really needed to get looked at. Fortunately, there was no need to rush back to work, and I wasn't feeling super-impatient; so while I had to wait for two extra hours, I'm glad I stayed (becuase I must be a true masochist).

1. The exam itself was very brief and not a pain at all.
2. As I predicted, I did have a Bartholin's cyst. So they gave me a shot of local anethesia (ouch) and took care of it.
3. Unfortunately, they inserted a catheter which I have to keep in for a week to prevent the cyst from recurring. (No, thank God it's not one of *those* catheters!)
4. They weighed me and I am 20 POUNDS heavier than I thought I was!!!! Fucking scary!!
5. My blood pressure (for the second time now) is borderline high: 130/90.

SIGH. I joined eDiets though, and have been eating sensibly today. If my damn "bits" didn't ache, I might be persuaded to go on a walk πŸ˜‰ But I am too sore to ride on my scooter, even 😦

April 28, 2005

Just Go Shopping!

Posted in body image, dieting, self-improvement, shopping at 12:32 pm by Marise Phillips

So… in response to yesterday's question:

What Am I Going To Do? (about being so chubby?)

Patriot that I am, I came up with the same answer that our President (or, as I like to call him, His Accidency) devised right after 9/11: Just Go Shopping!

To that end, I purchased the following items from a well-known low-price online retailer:

Next Avalon 26-inch Comfort Bike
Edge 250 Dual Piston Rower

Dare I recall all the other purchases I've made over the years in my quest to regain the lithe body of my misspent youth?

Here is but a sampling:

  • One (1) TREK Mountain Bike (never a comfortable bike to ride, hence it's sat unused in my garage for 9 years)
  • Two (2) pairs rollerblades (one well-used and eventually dumped, the other gathering dust in my hall closet)
  • Countless mostly-unused gym memberships
  • Four (4) Weight Watchers memberships
  • Several exercise videos, most recently: Bellydance for Beginners
  • Several books, including
    • Outsmarting the Female Fat Cell
    • Susan Powter's Stop the Insanity!
    • Dr. Atkins Diet Revolution
    • The South Beach Diet
    • Bill Phillips' Body for Life
    • The Macrobiotic Path to Total Health

But *this* time, I swear, it'll be different. πŸ˜‰

April 27, 2005

Live Fit or Die!*

Posted in body image, dieting, self-improvement at 4:18 pm by Marise Phillips

This should be the state motto of California. I swear.

So yeah. Forget about "Eureka!"
That's so… I dunno, so 1849.

That's right folks. They found it. We found it. There are enough people here already and the gold is long, long gone.

Now all we're left with is low self esteem and body image "issues" (and I'm not just talking about us girls.)

To that point, enter moi. Almost 37 years young (ha!) and *very* depressed about the following developments:

  • an ever-expanding array of waist, hip, bust and thigh measurements
  • breathlessness after climbing a single flight of stairs
  • inability to find pants in the "normal"-sized women's section
  • repeated reminders/naggings from my boyfriend J
  • two words: back fat
  • more chins than I can count
  • …and much, much more!

My parents are both grossly overweight and have been ever since I can remember. My mother now has type 2 diabetes and walks with a cane. She isn't even 60 years old! I have freakishly high cholesterol and have been on SSRIs for almost 4 years. I have reasons to believe that these conditions come from a lifelong high-starch diet and 15 years of sedentary desk work as much from genetics.

Having overweight parents was a major liability for me, growing up in uber-image-conscious O.C., CA. But at least I didn't have to endure the torments of being a chubby kid. So, after a relatively carefree childhood (weight-wise), I finally followed in my parents' footsteps and started to put on weight during my mid-twenties. Ten years later, this problem is no longer new. Not a surprise.

But I still don't know why it's so #$@*&%# difficult to do something about it!

It's a matter of priorities, says K, and I have far too many competing distractions in my life. To name a few:

  1. Tending to my romantic relationship, my cats and my plants
  2. Sleeping and other bedroom activities
  3. Eating, snacking, and other oral fixations
  4. Entertainments such as the PSP, my scooter, shopping, knitting, blogging, reading, writing, watching movies…
  5. Work
  6. Non-physical self-improvement activities

And the list goes on and on.

So, given this highly-diversified and diverting list of interests, why do I constantly beat myself up for not having any interest in going on a hike or joining a gym? Is it because I live in a state that is so fixated on physical perfection? Is it because I live in a country that is getting fatter and fatter?

I don't know what to do.

*Adapted from the highly amusing and somewhat disturbing state motto of New Hampshire, "Live Free Or Die" — geesh, alright already…