Back in Biz

Back in Biz

Vacation ended. I’m back in business – running my language school with a 30-hour weekly teaching schedule. On the top of that come the translations I do here and there. Jumping back into real life wasn’t that bad. What helped was that I like my this year’s work plan and clients. My days are filled with different types of activities, and I have breaks in the middle of the day – thus being able to steal a jog in Central Park if I so wish.

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This year I’ll go back to zumba. I will also be doing other sports – at the top are jogging or using the stairclimber at home – aiming at one hour per day. I’m trying to find a better way for me to eat. I’ve put on some weight. I will be experimenting with more protein, more fruit and veggies. I’m basically a vegetarian, but I do eat meat group foods at times like ham in a salad or a sandwich or ground beef in raviolis or pizza.

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I’m at a pretty peaceful place in my life right now. I’ve learned a lot about my internal reactions to stress and I plan to be even more mindful about leading a more anxiety-free life. The idea I have is to sit down, so to say, when my uncomfortable, bubbling inside “I feel scared” feeling invades me. I will recognize the sentiment, yet do nothing about it. Logically in time these attacks will lessen in intensity and power.

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What thoughts do you have about the beginning new work and school year?

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Read My Lips

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Vacationing is sweet indeed. After Old Orchard Beach, Maine, our trip continued on to Boston. We slept at a campground in Middleboro, Massachusetts, half way in between Boston and Providence, Rhode Island.

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From Middleboro it was only a twenty-minute drive to the beach in Plymouth, Massachusetts, the place where the first pilgrims of New England arrived on the Mayflower in December1620 from Plymouth, England, after having spent three months on the Atlantic. It was very special to be at that place where these courageous men and women started their new life. Those who survived the rough trip, faced a new challenge – learning how to live on the new continent, with its new plants and illnesses. Native Americans helped the locals and a year after their embankment the pilgrims thanked God for protection. Thanksgiving was born.

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I’ve been learning a lot about my reactions to different situations on this trip. Thunder storm in a tent, going with the flow and not planning ahead, night time alone in a pitch dark tent, drinking Starbucks decaf again (sounds ridiculous right, but I was scared to do so since I got a panic attack a year ago at a Starbucks). I’ve claimed yet more of my life back. That feels empowering. My anxiety still haunts me at times but compared to a year ago, I’m at a way much better place now.

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What I’ve learned is that life indeed is a journey and nothing is perfect. Like that popular song says “I love all your perfect imperfections”. Or a Parisian shrink who annoyedly screamed at me “if everything was perfect, that’d be so-ooo boring”. So, it’s not perfect but my internal states are getting towards a better and better place. I’m enjoying life and thinking a lot less of bothering things.

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Glamping

Glamping

Glamour meets camping – you get glamping. Thanks dear sparkle girl Missy for the term. It’s been a little over a week that we’ve been living in our tent. It’s meant for eight people. We have three rooms, so to say, and enough space to feel comfy – come rain or sunshine.

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We spent a week in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. A lovely seaside destination with a super long sandy beach. Ever since Sunday we have been at a campground in between Boston and Cape Cod in Massachusetts. At both destinations we got rain the first night after our arrival. In Maine the rainy nights lasted for three days, and we’re topped off with a thunderstorm.

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I had never slept in a tent before, at least not at a campground, and I’m very positively surprised at how well I’m adjusting to this kind of accommodation. Sleeping out in fresh air is something everyone should try. Gives you such a sound zzz. People had warned me about the challenges of being able to stay chic. Not an issue for me. I’ve worn make-up when wanted, or pretty dresses and such. I’ve treated myself to my weekly peeling and facial mask – and my nails continue to be neatly varnished.

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Meeting new people is very easy and natural at a campsite. In Maine I made a new friend, possibly even a future client. It can be amusing to observe different people’s daily lives – and just to relax, realizing how much I have been blessed with so far. Here as you live very much in touch with the nature, things somehow become chicly clear.

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Glamping

Glamping

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Soon Off

Soon Off

Thank you each and everyone who commented my last post! Your words and opinions mean a lot to me. That’s the idea of blogging anyway. Interactivity and putting yourself¬† out there, vulnerable a bit, too, at times. Living and learning to love this life even more, with better internal coping mechanisms.

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I’m off on vacation at the end of this week. Upon waking up on Sunday, the Sweets and I are heading to Portland, Maine. We’re going on an East Coast road trip. Three weeks of camping. The first one for me. I’m taking it with an open mind. Hopefully I’ll enjoy being free and outdoors. After Portland we’ll follow the coast to Boston, then Cape Cod. We haven’t made any reservations at campgrounds. The whole journey will very much be about playing it by ear. Spending time just the two of us. I’ll go jogging, rollerblading, gaze at the ocean – have time to think. I’m ready to head to the US and to be free from all daily obligations…

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Fat Talk

Fat Talk

The purpose of my blog is to write about things that make life happier – more chic, too. Fashion is of course one the tops. Feeling good in my body is very important. I travel a lot. Visit different places and cities. Yet I struggle with anxiety. That’s something I write about as well. I need to be ‘whole’ about what I’m experiencing. That’s the only way I’ve found to live in harmony with myself. Talking all things out so that they don’t have to do so in harmful ways like anorexia, depression or panic attacks. Been there, done that.

If I feel yuckily fat and bloated in my body – for a reason or just imagined – it’s hard to have a grand day. The same goes for anxiety. When I put words to those sentiments, I can get support from others – those bad vibes always want to convince you that you are the only person on this earth going thru these emotions – and usually “life gets in the way” in a good sense. I find a manner to go on regardless of imperfection.

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I try to do my best in feeling great. I saw this list of foods that burn fat – or I’d prefer to put it more modestly, keep you on a good track. I was happy to realize I already eat a lot of them. The ones I will name are: oatmeal, apples, tomatoes, garlic and dark chocolate.

My diet has drifted more and more towards veggies, fruits and grains. My mornings start off with almond raisin muesli, followed by 2 whole wheat toasts one topped with a cheese slice, another with a ham slice, then cucumber and tomato slices. Sometimes I may have an additional peanut butter and jam toast. I usually eat more when I work. On days off sometimes a cup of muesli will suffice.

Lunch will be a salad with iceberg, spinach, tomatoes, cucumber, aged cheddar cheese cubes, light Italian salad dressing and my at the moment’s craze: cashew nuts. It’s been going on a while already that I crave nuts. I wonder if the fact that I spent years forbidding them from myself has something to do with it. Or maybe my body just likes its proteins and healthy fats that way. For dessert I may have a cup of muesli. Or an apple.

In the evening I eat if I’m hungry. Sometimes yes, at times not that much. My appetite is the biggest in the morning and then declines. I’ve totally adjusted to that. My evenings are usually made of veggies, hummus, apples and why not more cashews and even cheese.

I’m still trying to figure out the best way for me to eat in the quest for a thin and energized body. I went down to such a low weight 2009-2010 that I wasn’t truly functional anymore. But part of me liked the extreme skinniness and so I’m still trying to accept my body the way it apparently has to look in order to be able to live. I believe to be in my set weight now. I would have wanted it to be lower, but I’m trying to make myself understand – in a happy way – that some things just have to be the way they are.

Montreal Mind Games

Montreal Mind Games

Honey and I spent a weekend in Montreal. The temps are really cooking in Canada at the moment. The city heat, lots of walking around town, popping in several of my usual clothing stores – and we were good for a nachos-chicken wings-sweet potato fries-wine diner experience. I love to make my Frenchie discover real America. Wide eyed and amazed.

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I like the edginess of Montreal. Lots of bohemian vibes, artsy looking people and at the same time that modern, urban buzz. Big cities inspire and overwhelm at the same time. There are lots of things that can boost you in what you want to be, yet existing in the big mass is not a given. It’s a quest for balance. Being safe and secure, loved and supported, yet not bored or missing out on life.

Montreal Mind Games

For the longest time I felt like the place you lived in defined who you were. Parisians or Londoners were cool. Those residing in a place no one could place on the map… not cool. But is that really so? Isn’t your worth in who you are – period? If you feel confident in yourself here, you will feel that anywhere.

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As I enjoy my less-crowded-than-Paris outdoor pool, this is what I will be meditating on. The freedom to move and breathe. Less stuff going on, for sure, yet maybe my fashions and personality get to be noticed more. Not everything has been seen yet. I can be the heroine of my story – today. Happy mind games.

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