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		<title>the point where &#8220;energized&#8221; becomes &#8220;overwhelmed&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 May 2010 00:51:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becca</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Disclaimer: if you&#8217;re here looking for a #BiSC recap, this is not that. Apologies. Once upon a time, not so long ago, I was talking with my supervisor/mentor/superwoman, Jerri and I said to her, &#8220;It&#8217;s like I&#8217;m energized by my own life.&#8221; She told me I should blog that. I think there&#8217;s an unfinished draft [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Disclaimer: if you&#8217;re here looking for a #BiSC recap, this is not that. Apologies.</em></p>
<p>Once upon a time, not so long ago, I was talking with my supervisor/mentor/superwoman, <a href="http://twitter.com/jerriconrad" target="_blank">Jerri</a> and I said to her, &#8220;It&#8217;s like I&#8217;m energized by <em>my own life</em>.&#8221; She told me I should blog that. I think there&#8217;s an unfinished draft in there &#8230; somewhere.</p>
<p>There are SO! MANY! amazing things going on in my life. House shopping! Mentoring! <a href="http://www.ad2reno.com" target="_blank">Ad2 Reno</a> reorganizing! Writing! Bike rides! <a href="http://search.twitter.com/search?q=%23bisc" target="_blank">Live tweeting</a> <a href="http://bloggersinsincity.com" target="_blank">the raddest blogger event</a>! Hanging out with my superawesome family! Not to mention all of the growing, learning and amazing work* I do at <a href="http://www.o-apr.com" target="_blank">my job</a>.</p>
<p>But at some point, the law of diminishing returns comes into play and the energy I put in to the awesome starts taking away from the energy that comes out. And that = tired Becca.</p>
<p>So um, that&#8217;s it I guess. Because, right now I can&#8217;t and/or really don&#8217;t want to put any of it down. So tell me, friends. How do you balance it all? How do you make room for everything in your live that&#8217;s important to you?</p>
<p>* <em>Amazing</em>, as in the work is awesome and fun. NOT amazing, as in I produce amazing work. I mean I do &#8211; but that&#8217;s not what I mean here. Just, shhhhh.</p>
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		<title>this post is not about my bike</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 18:05:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becca</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just had to issue fair warning. In fact, this post should actually be in my BFF&#8217;s blog.  So just pretend it&#8217;s a guest blog on her site.  But it&#8217;s here instead.  So I guess that means I am guest blogging on my own blog.  Yeah, you read that right. I am hoping that if I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just had to issue fair warning.<em> In fact, this post should actually be in my BFF&#8217;s blog.  So just pretend it&#8217;s a guest blog on <a href="http://unfat.annieflanz.com" target="_blank">her site</a>.  But it&#8217;s here instead.  So I guess that means I am guest blogging on my own blog.  Yeah, you read that right.</em></p>
<p>I am hoping that if I put this in writing, maybe I&#8217;ll make a genuine effort.</p>
<p>Somehow, in all of my bike-riding glory, I made it up in my head that I don&#8217;t have to eat right.  I do this all the time.  When I was swimming twice a week, those were the days I was allowed to indulge.  For some reason in my head it&#8217;s always <em>either</em> exercise <em>or</em> eating right.  Never both and I have no idea why.</p>
<p>Overall I am a generally healthy eater.  Lots of fruits and vegetables, lean protein like fish or chicken, etc. etc.  When family comes to town, it&#8217;s license to eat like shit.  In fact, family gatherings of all kinds tend to revolve around food.  I don&#8217;t think all families are like this, but mine definitely is.  Not that this is a bad thing.</p>
<p>So, after talapia tacos on Thursday night (a la me, so they were pretty healthy); Bully&#8217;s on Friday night; burgers, brats, pasta salad, cookies, beer and various other BBQ staples on Saturday; Nu Yalk Pizza on Sunday night; Panda Express on Monday night; and Capriotti&#8217;s [insert Homer-Simpson-drooling-over-food sound byte here] last night, I feel like I should be eating salads for every meal for at least two weeks.</p>
<p>But I know I won&#8217;t do that.  There is some kind of &#8220;well I have already screwed up for the week&#8221; mentality which keeps me eating that way for several days.  And yes, I am VERY aware of the shocking amount of junk food I just described.</p>
<p>Somehow the days always start off well.  Breakfast is easy: honey bunches of oats with light soy milk and a banana or some combo of fruit and fat free yogurt.</p>
<p>Lunch is easy most of the time, too.  A <a href="http://www.leancuisine.com" target="_blank">Lean Cuisine</a> and some carrots or bell pepper.  Unless someone mentions lunch out.  It&#8217;s dinner that gets me in trouble.  I am weak.  Boyfriend mentions [insert terribly high-calorie fast food here] and I&#8217;m all over it.</p>
<p>Just need to get it through my head that my three miles a day on the bike is NOT a substitute for working out!  Don&#8217;t get me wrong.  I am thrilled with myself for riding to work all the time (rode three days in a row and it&#8217;s not even Bike to Work Week anymore) and totally loving it!  But that should not give me permission to eat whatever I want.  And from this point forward I need to have the will power to keep that in my mind. We&#8217;re cooking dinner tonight, dammit.</p>
<p>The worst part: I actually really like healthy food.  Vegetables taste GREAT!  Fruit is like one of my favorite things to eat.  IT SHOULD NOT BE THIS HARD.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m going to an Aces game tomorrow night (yes, my first) where I will probably have a hot dog and a copious amount of beer.  I will plan for it.  I will <em>not</em> make that let me eat junk today.  Already had my healthy breakfast and have a Lean Cuisine in the freezer for lunch.  I can do this.  I can be someone who eats right and has an active lifestyle at the same time.</p>
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		<title>lesson learned</title>
		<link>http://thatloudgirl.com/writing-about-writing/lesson-learned/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 16:21:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becca</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So, yesterday&#8217;s post was kinda lame.  I&#8217;ll admit it.  This is why none of you read it (yes, I&#8217;ll wait for you to scroll down and skim) because I didn&#8217;t announce it anywhere.  Because it was lame.  I think I knew it when I posted it, but pretended not to.  But then I read my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So, yesterday&#8217;s post was kinda lame.  I&#8217;ll admit it.  This is why none of you read it (yes, I&#8217;ll wait for you to scroll down and skim) because I didn&#8217;t announce it anywhere.  Because it was lame.  I think I knew it when I posted it, but pretended not to.  But then I read my BFF Annie&#8217;s <a href="http://unfat.annieflanz.com/unfat.annieflanz.com/?p=29" target="_blank">blog post</a>, and realized hers tell stories.  Mine didn&#8217;t tell a story.  Not that I need to always be telling stories.  But this is not my diary (I could never keep one anyway).  I should only be posting, sharing things that I think other people will want to read and/or find useful.  Not, the daily uninteresting happenings of my life.</p>
<p>Now, that&#8217;s not to say I won&#8217;t stop sharing my quips about odd happenings in my life.  You&#8217;re not that lucky.</p>
<p>But I am going to be more consciencious about what I post here.  I am not 100 percent sure what that looks like yet.  But I do know this&#8211;I definitely need to be on my bike <em>a lot more</em> to have better stories to tell.  Now, the learning part is mostly taken care of.  I can ride the bike.  Now I need to start experiencing life from my bike.</p>
<p>Which reminds me!  I had my first experience last week with a driver not paying attention to and/or not caring about sharing the road with a cyclist.  Luckily, I was paying very good attention and neither of us were going very fast.  But, a good reminder about how important it is that I am completely alert and aware of everything happening when I&#8217;m on that little red Schwinn.  I gave him the WTF look, he stared back at me blankly and we both went on our way.</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t ride againt this weekend.  But it was yucky weather, which just begs for staying inside.  At any rate, it felt good to get a TON of cleaning done.  It was really, really necessary and now I feel good about my dad and Brad&#8217;s family coming in to town for graduation!</p>
<p>BUT, I am promising myself to ride both days this weekend.</p>
<p>On a last note, I really, really, REALLY did not want to ride to work this morning.  So much that, I actually managed to convince myself not to.  <em>It&#8217;s gonna be windy, I&#8217;m too tired, it&#8217;s too cold, I don&#8217;t have time</em>, etc.  Then, by some sort of miracle, I re-convinced myself that I should ride!  Not sure how, other than I guess I really wanted to!  Which is very, very good.</p>
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