Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Trying something new

I just decided, about five minutes ago that I'm going to spend the rest of the year not worrying about what the scale tells me. When I got home from a mini vacation with the Hubs and Stepson and stepped on the digital scale it jumped from 217 to 235 before settling at 227. Confused over the jumping around like I was a contestant on The Biggest Loser, I reset the damn thing and tried again. This time it read 224. A third time put me at 226. Fed up I stepped off the scale and shrugged, whatever.

But it's dawned on me: I have chained my happiness to this little box. One pound either depresses me to the point of eating a row of Oreos or elates me to the point of starvation eating. It's a vicious and stupid cycle.

So, I'm not going to step on the scale (doctor visits exempt) and I'm not going to measure my hips, waist, bust, thighs and upper arms (and even sometimes my calves!) unless it's necessary. Which means if I am cast in a show and they have to take my measurements. And even then I'm hoping I'll be able to close my eyes and let go of it.

But what I am going to do is continue to try eating well, and clean - getting enough fluids, and develop an exercise habit at home (in two weeks once my audiobook is complete, because right now I am wake, work, go home, edit, sleep, repeat. Throw in quick meals and some acting work/auditions and I am pretty full up.

I am shooting a commercial Friday. It's requiring I wear a dress and probably not look deceptively flattering. It's okay. But as part of my social experiment I'm going to take a full length photo, warts and all. 

And would you believe it? I already feel lighter!

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Grrl you better Werk it!

First day of a new blog, first smell of success.

I'm participating in NaNoWrMo again this year. 30 days. 50,000 words. 1 novel or at least the beginnings) I refuse to let failure be an option!

And considering my novel idea, and the facts that I did some research, wrote some character descriptions and put together a basic outline for the story I'm feeling pretty jazzy about the whole thing.

Plus, no show to interfere this year, with rehearsals and character prep and memorization.

No husband 320 miles away from me, living in the upper areas of the state because the Army was kind enough to finally give him his medical release (with honorable discharge - it's the least they could do after refusing to offer treatment for his back for 4 months in Afghanistan).

So.

Follow me Butterflies and Fruitcups. If you're doing NaNoWrMo too holler at this here Radical Bitch and make me a regular writting bud. My tag over there is Melissa_M_L. Let that stand for Much Lovin' - ya here?