When last I actually talked about my weight loss, I believe it was shortly before Easter, and I had crossed the threshold past the 200-lb. mark to 199. I’m still there, for no other reason than the insane work and conference schedule I’ve been keeping these past few weeks has made it impossible for me to work out or eat as mindfully, so I’ve been working on some other things, like weaning myself off soda again and doing a series of stretches every morning. Twice in as many weeks I’ve succumbed to marathon sleep sessions, and my house looks like a tornado ran through it–something I shouldn’t joke about given how close one came to tearing up my parents’ house last week. (And I, being so swamped, didn’t actually find out about it til this weekend.)
In 10 days, I attended Podcamp DC, the Federal Consortium for Virtual Worlds expo, and an Alban Institute-hosted focus group on social media and congregational development. Amid all this, at work, I developed a new blog for their use, mapped out the June issue, and started training the new managing editor. I had houseguests last Saturday–local neighbors I’d met through Twitter (and how awesome they are, let me tell you!) and my brother and his new girlfriend came up on Sunday. I just really found myself hopelessly slammed.
Nearly gone nova
So it’s probably a good thing that Dean and I postponed our wedding last December; had I actually been getting married tomorrow as we had originally planned, I think I would have become a singularity in my own right and the universe would have caved in around me, gradually sucking all known matter into this Front Royal hillside.
Couple of things that have come out of this weekend: First, I’m writing an exploratory syllabus to formulate a course on social media for congregational leaders. Secondly, we’ve set a new date, September 1, and in so doing we’re already getting the “are we invited?” questions from several fronts. We’d love to have a wedding, but after the financial insanity of this past winter it’s just not financially viable. The ceremony itself will be private. However, we intend to have one hell of a party, probably a few weeks later as the fall colors set in out here in the Shenandoah, and we’ll make it a BYO/DIY-reception (an unreception?) with as many amenities as we can afford. Details to be announced, and if you would like an invitation, email me your address. (helenmosher at the gmail.)
So anyway, the weight loss. In about two weeks, I resume my more normal schedule of telecommuting regularly and having every other Friday off. I’m looking forward to returning to less harried relationship with food and being able to spend lunch hours with Jennifer Kries again, and let’s see if I can knock the next 20 pounds off. If I can do that in the same six weeks I did the first 20, I’ll be totally on track to lose a total of 60 pounds by August. That may be overly optimistic, but as long as I’m getting healthier, that’s what matters.