Frazzle, Frazzle: Thrown For a Loop

Dear Boys and Girls,

I'm back! I was gone for two days. Did you miss my entries? While working at my desk, I spilled coffee on my keyboard. Needless to say, I was left computerless...and, um...thrown for a surprising emotional loop!

How could something so tiny as being without my laptop for 36 hours leave me so utterly frazzled for days? It sounds crazy and it is even a bit embarrassing to admit, but it's true. In my defense, almost everything I do--from working out, to listening to the news, to listening to Jack and Ziggy, to blogging, to posting on the community message boards, to teaching and researching--I do from my computer. One little cup of spilled coffee left me sitting on my hands, unable to do anything and everything that is important me.

Hm. When I spell it out, I guess it's not that surprising why being computerless left me feeling disconnected and frazzled.

36 hours felt like ten days. I must confess, I am still not 'over it.' I still feel "off" somehow and wish so badly that I could eat some quesadillas and other yummy but oh-so-bad-for-you-comfort-food.

We all have different triggers or things that set us off. For you, the trigger that ruffles your feathers and make you want to say "Forget that, I'm not working out!" or "What the heck, I'm eating a burger. I deserve it!" might be a piece of upsetting news, work or family related, a rainy day, or a bad hair day. For me, it was a cup of coffee spilled on my computer.

As crappy as I felt and as cranky as I still feel, I have not let go of my fitness goals. Lately, having a six-pack has become less of an objective for me. Getting in the very best shape of my life and keeping my word are what matter to me. Reminding myself that the quesadilla and margarita would not make me feel better tomorrow or take me closer to my goals, has allowed me to maintain a sense of control and made me feel just a little bit better about having to eat a simple, but nutritious dinner.

Tonight, my workout, Debbie's SHAPE IT UP, felt like a drag. But, the important thing is that I showed up and gave it my best.

On days like these, all I can say is: Thank heaven for tomorrow!

Bring it!

Barbie, PhD