100 Day Challenge:Days 2-5- The All-or-Something Rule

I’m already falling behind and typing a 4-days-at-once post! I need to focus my time on the weekend, when I’m at work for much longer hours and my boyfriend is home.

Today, let’s talk about the all-or-something rule. I (and I suspect many other people) tend to decide to do something to the extreme! No more unhealthy food! Exercise 10 times a week! Draw for 6 hours a day! Never spend money again! When that idea inevitably falls apart immediately, there’s always that idea of ‘eh, fuck it.’ And ‘eh, fuck it’ is a dangerous thing. I only exercised 5 of my proposed 9 times this week? Eh, fuck it, I won’t exercise. I ate one unhealthy meal after 4 days of healthy eating? Eh, fuck it, bring on the junk. The all-or-nothing idea is the worst because it means when you slip, you give up. And everyone slips. I’ve been trying to keep this in mind. I want to be getting a lot done and making good decisions but when I realize I’ve done something I’m unhappy with, I try to just start over. If I can’t do it all, I do something.

On Thursday, I was off from work and I made sure to eat carefully, I got plenty of fruits and vegetables, and I went on a long walk. I wanted to get some art in but by the time I was done with other things, it was late afternoon and my boyfriend came home. We rarely see each other and with his demanding school schedule, we don’t get to spend much time together even when he is home. But Thursday is the end of his summer class week, I was off, and it was one of the few nights we both get a home-cooked meal at a normal time. We enjoyed dinner and then watched a few movies. I wish I could have gotten some art in, but I’m not going to feel bad that I had a nice night, especially after doing a good job with my other goals during the day.

Friday was a bit of a rough day. We got up and had to go into the city to buy some art supplies, an errand that eats up several hours. On the way back, we decided to stop for lunch at Quaker Steak & Lube, a restaurant that I’ve seen featured on food shows for its famous wings. I knew going in that it was probably a bad idea, but I’ve wanted to try it for a while. The décor was a bit of a sensory overload and my boyfriend found the car lingo in the names of the items confusing. (“What the hell are stick shifters?”) They offered a wing and side dish meal, and all the sides were ridiculous. Fried pickles, nachos, mozzarella sticks (aka stick shifters!), cheese fries, soft pretzels. Even though there’s a part of me that wants to eat ALL THE SHITTY FOOD, I’ve matured to the point where I care about getting nutrition and know I feel better when I eat better. We each had one of these meals anyway, and everything kinda sucked and totally wasn’t worth the calories or the money. Even worse, I wanted to take my lumps and make note of the nutrition, but they totally don’t have the info on their website, so I had to estimate. However, I decided not to say ‘eh, fuck it.’ I had a moment later in the night when I was going to eat whatever for dinner since I already overdid it and I thought about it and decided I should keep it light to offset the earlier overindulgence. After we got back, I had to go to work. I got home around 1am, but I took a couple minutes to make a drawing so I could feel like I made something.

Saturday is always a long work day for me. Not too much to report. I kept track of my eating and I got activity in by walking around all day at work. I always hear that people should be aiming for 10,000 steps a day and on a Saturday when I work, I can easily get 15-17000 steps in. I still want to be doing more actual exercise, but wearing the pedometer has been an interesting experiment for me.

Yesterday was Sunday and I did a favor for a coworker and ended up going in 3 hours earlier than planned. Obviously, that killed my morning plans! I did make it to the gym after work, though, which was big. I haven’t been there in a few weeks and I’m trying to get back in the habit because strength training has made a big difference in my body over the last couple years. My goal on this is 3-4 times a week!

Alright, I’m writing this on Memorial Day, day 6 of my challenge, and things are going pretty well. More info tomorrow, it’s time to get away from the computer!

The 100 Day Challenge- Day 0

I haven’t updated this blog in over a year.

Tomorrow I’m going to start a personal challenge- 100 days to a better life. I told my boyfriend about this and he kind of laughed, and later he asked me exactly what this was and where I got the idea. I don’t really know. I’ve been in a rut for a few years, and when I moved from the Philly area to the Cincinnati area less than a year ago to be with my boyfriend while he attends graduate school, I figured I would be able to focus on all the things I want to do. I would finally get healthy, make some art, figure out what I’m doing with a career, save some money. I’m in a state where I know very few people and my glamorous job waiting tables means I have time during the day that I could be using to paint or draw. Instead, I usually find myself catching up on TV, putting off exercise, taking naps that are way too long, or going into a trance-like state while looking at humor websites. 

Speaking of wasting time, a few weeks ago I found myself playing around with my favorite new distraction, my iPhone, and looking up how many days old I am. I found out I was less than 100 days from being 10,000 days old, and I guess that’s why that number stuck in my head. (Today, May 22^nd, 2012, I am 9930 days old.) I like the idea of 100 days because it seems like so many and so few days at the same time. I wondered what I could accomplish if I really focused on making my life better for this length of time. 

Time to find out.

I have some ideas of what I want to change and some ideas of how to go about it, but I think part of this experiment will be figuring out what I need to change. 

Here are some things that I know I want to change:

•   My eating: I’ve done better with eating fresh produce since I’ve been living here, but I’ve been supplementing the healthy stuff with plenty of junk. As I inch closer to my 30’s, I start noticing that I feel worse when I eat food that can be politely described as “total shit”.

•  Exercise: I go to the gym, sometimes. And I like the gym when I go! But I need to be more committed. I’ve also recently been using a pedometer, which is helpful in seeing the difference between days working (on my feet all day) and days off (where I’m much more likely to be lying around). I would like to be aiming for 12-15,000 steps/day. I have also always been interested in running but I’ve done very little to make it a reality.

•  Spending habits: My income is variable and makes me nervous. We had a slow start earning money when we moved here and of course there are plenty of expenses incurred in moving. I’ve curbed the credit card spending and stopped pulling from savings during the past few months but I could probably be more thrifty and start actually going in the right direction, paying off debt and building savings.

•   Art/Career: I got my degree in fine arts, printmaking specifically, and though I know that art is almost impossible to make into a career, some of my fellow students have done a little better than I have. There’s nothing like a facebook stalking session to depress me, especially upon seeing anyone with work being displayed or realizing that people are finishing up grad school and I haven’t taken any steps toward going, even though I want to. I think this is one of my more difficult challenges. First of all, I’m not making much art, but secondly, I have no idea how to promote myself or how to go about getting into or paying for grad school. And thirdly, I don’t really know how to seek out sales opportunities. There’s at least somewhat of an art community in this town but I feel like I never know about craft shows or other events until it’s too late to get involved.

•    TIME MANAGEMENT: I think this bleeds into almost all my other problems. I am a professional time waster, to say the least. Give me free time, and I’ll squander it. I remember a few times in college when I would spend hours working on school stuff, go to work, then come home and work on school stuff for several more hours. It was hard, but what I always remember is the distinct feeling of getting into bed exhausted and thinking “I was productive today.” I never slept better.

100 days, starting tomorrow.