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Ten pounds later... 

Muy apologies for not having written. Is that how you spell muy? Anyway, I've been swamped, swamped I tell you. Writing. Dieting. Parenting. Wife-ing. Yeow! It takes up so much time. Plus, I attended my first Mama Gena's School of Womenly Arts class about a month ago and she gave us a lot of homework. There's another session this weekend and I'm cramming to get all my assignments done. I'll write about the class after next week. As a writer, I didn't have the words to describe the experience. Excellent class but quite shocking. That's all I can say. I'm rushing off to breakfast at the W Hotel with friends. But I wanted to report the amazing weight loss of 10 pounds. It could be more (or less) depending where I stand on my cheap scale. I like to stand towards the back where it looks like I've lost the most. Anyway, it's all due to exercise and eating less. Duh! But I'm also taking lots of vitamins and supplements - about 40 a day. It would be a lot less if I could swallow a big pill, but I can't. So everything has to be cut in half. Must run. I promise to write more after Mama Gena's class next weekend. I'll do my best to describe this indescribable experience. Hugs, Karen

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

I was a bad, bad girl 

I just did the most terrible thing. I have shocked myself to the core of my very being because I never violate rules or laws, but tonight I did. I really wanted to see "The Queen," so I went to the theater at 23rd and 8th. But the film was sold out. So I bought a ticket to "Little Miss Sunshine," which I've seen and loved and decided to see again. As I walked toward my theater, I saw that the theater next door was for "The Queen." So I ducked inside and took a seat. I was SO nervous. The theater was filling up and I was just waiting for the usher to come down the aisle with his flashlight asking everyone to present proof of having bought a ticket. I decided I would just say I'd lost my ticket if they asked me. But finally, the lights dimmed and the movie started and there I was illegally, immorally, and unethically sitting in a seat in which I was not entitled to sit. It was kind of thrilling really. I felt like an criminal or at least a bad seed. Let's hope I don't go to hell for this. It's the kind of thing I'd yell at my children for doing - and rightly so. If you happened to go to that movie tonight, but could not find a seat, then please accept my apologies. I was wrong and I'll never do it again. In fact, confessing the crime has been cathartic. Meanwhile, the movie was quite good and I'd highly recommend it.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

I've lost four pounds! 

...which goes to show you that it can be done. I'm following the plan I laid out with the nutritionist and exercise physiologist at Canyon Ranch and it's working. If (no, WHEN) I make my goal, I'll get a sexy nude picture taken and post it on this site. On second thought, scratch that. My children read my blog. There's probably nothing more gross and disgusting to a child than the site of their mother naked (even if she's lost 25 pounds). Speaking of gross, I saw Olivia Newton John on the Today Show today and she looks tres bizarre. She's had so much work done on her face that I swear she has morphed into Calista Flockhart. She has those big Calista lips and those high sticking out Calista cheekbones. Seriously, where'd the old Olivia go? That is so sad. I noticed the same thing about Cynthia Nixon. She's had a lot of work and she no longer looks like the Sex in the City Cynthia. But she looks better than Calista, I mean Olivia.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Canyon Ranch photos 

I promised I'd share some of the pictures I took at Canyon Ranch and here they are...

This is the area outside the clubhouse where we eat all that delicious, healthy, fart inducing food.

This is a house I've admired for years along the path of our daily walk. Wouldn't you love to know what's behind those blue doors?

A lovely photo of the beautiful Arizona desert taken along our walk.

Below is my road less traveled picture. I think it could go on a book cover or a greeting card!

Quick note, if the pictures are screwed up or repeated or otherwise not as they should be, please pardon. I'm having a lot of trouble managing the photo feature of this blogging thingamajig.

So, back to Canyon Ranch. Mom and I had a fantastic time this year at our visit. I learned a lot about nutrition and exercise. You'd think I'd know it all by now after seven years visiting this spa, but no, there's always more. I finally get why cocoa puffs are bad for me. Who knew? That's progress. I also worked with a wonderful doctor who did all kinds of blood work for my heart and hormones, plus gave me a bone density test. I have a lot of work to do - need to lose weight and do more weight bearing exercises. Oh, the perils of growing old (and overeating).

While I was there, I picked up an excellent book by a doctor at the ranch - Ultrametabolism by Dr. Mark Hyman. There's a website too. If you sign up for the newsletter they send you all these interesting tips on health and weight loss. I highly recommend the book and the site. http://www.ultrametabolism.com/

Mom and I took several cooking classes while we were there, so I came home and cooked up a storm - all healthy stuff that I've frozen so we can eat well with little prep time. I've also stepped up my workout so I can lose...dum de dum dum...25 pounds. I'll be a stick at that point, but why not, eh? Let's hope I stay motivated, always the hard part after getting all pumped up towards a goal. Don't you just wish there were a magic pill you could take? I do.

I'm home and writing again. My goal is to finish a first draft by Christmas. So many goals, so little time. Had lunch with Lizzie Noble today, a wonderful author who just moved to New York from London (The Friendship Test, The Tenko Club, The Reading Group). She's really loving it here and it was fun to hear her observations of how life in Manhattan differs from that in London. She is quite impressed with that clear plastic protection paper that moves on the toilet seats at Saks (and other toilets throughout the city). I guess they don't have those in the UK.

One more thing, very cool. When I was in line at the Tuscon Airport to go home, a woman tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I was "the author." I couldn't believe it. Someone actually recognized me. It was a movie star moment.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

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