memorable posts of 2010

December 29, 2010

Hey friends! I hope your holiday was festive and filled with tolerable measures of insanity, indulgence, and inspiration.

I wanted to jump on the proverbial bandwagon, and post a brief collection of the KelseyToney.com posts from the last year that have meant the most to me for a myriad of reasons. Smile

So, without further adieu,

…the memorable posts of 2010!!

January 21, 2010 – keeping it real (no, really.)

In this post, I discussed the self esteem crushing attitudes that I (and other bloggers) take on when we try to equate the number of subscribers, commenters, and or page views that we have on our blogs. One of the primary elements of my personality that I wish I could change, is my need for constant feedback. While my readership has continued to grow… despite my shortcomings in the arena of regular daily (or even weekly blogging), this blog has never had large amounts of comments. For whatever the reason. In this post I scrapped the notion that my worth, or the worth of my thoughts and feelings are measured by my blog feedback… and it felt great. Smile

February 3, 2010 – KelsNotChels Rewind: Death to the Coin Laundromat

This post was just fun… it’s an excerpt from a 2004 livejournal entry in which I describe, in tragic detail how I managed to completely embarrass myself in the coin laundromat. Highlights include a male patron, and my skivvies combining in an anecdote I’m so glad to have chronicled.

February 10, 2010 – When they STOP mentioning it

This post is one that I REALLY hope you’ll go back and re-read if you’ve lost weight over the past few weeks, months, or years… because eventually… your friends and family will STOP complimenting you every time they see you, and you’ll just be you. And we have to… I mean HAVE to be okay when that influx of constant praise and encouragement is replaced with just regular conversation. This one is SO important to me, that upon reading it again tonight, I couldn’t believe I’d even written it. I’d like to copy and paste a few points here, just in case some of you have Forget-to-click-the-link-itis…

I am keeping three things in mind, to help me look inward for love and acceptance FIRST. I hope they will help you to love and appreciate yourself in all ways.

1. FIND it in others – Go out of your way to find the beauty, strength, efforts in others. Shower them with love and support. DOUSE them with praise and affirmation as often as you can. In my experience, that much love comes back to you, either in words, actions, good feelings, or self reflection. Finding those small, often unnoticed victories in other people helps us to see those same small glorious lights in our own lives. Essentially, practice makes perfect, and love breeds love.

2. FIND a routine – Every time I think about myself, think about my body, start/complete a workout, or look in the mirror, I try to say one of those things that would make me smile if a friend/coworker said it instead. The cheesier, the better, cause then I just end up laughing, and increasing my joy in two ways. Systematically works best, I’ve found. Either at the onset and completion of every workout, or each morning and night, scheduling it in my day, ensures that it isn’t left behind. Complimenting and encouraging myself is part of my daily routine.

3. FIND the hidden truth – Look for victories that no one else COULD celebrate. Triumphs that exist and are measured only in your own mind. No one else knows that it is the third day in a row you’ve not called yourself ugly, or the first time you’ve liked the way you look in your underwear. Those moments are yours, and only yours. Celebrate them, as you would any other joy, but keep it for your own. Special and personal, the praise you provide yourself for feats unspoken.

March 5, 2010 – Guest Post: More Than Series

This post was part of heather’s More Than Series… In it, I discussed how health and fitness was more than just about how much (or how little) I worked out, or how well I ate. For me, it was about how I treated myself. How I made sure that above all, I was HAPPY.

Because NO amount of fitness can take the place of happy.

April 6, 2010 – The Converse Effect

Man… Spring 2010 was one of GREAT learning for me. It’s a shame that I seem to have forgotten many of these lessons as fall has come and gone, and winter has set in…

This is flat out one of my favorite blog posts to date… I really, really want to tape it to my freaking wall…

“I’ve got to do what makes my heart happy… and if that means twice a day blogging… fine. If it means twice a month blogging… fine.

If that means, auditioning on a whim for a musical? FINE!

If that means that I get called scatterbrained or easily distracted… so be it.

You know what ladies? (and the few random men who might read…)

You should NEVER apologize for NOT BLOGGING.

I free you! I free you of non-blogging guilt! You don’t owe me an apology if you disappear from twitter for a few nights… you don’t owe me a damn thing.

We’ve ALL just got to do what we have to do! We need to do what makes us happy… Follow that whim! Take up that hobby!

EVEN IF its the 7th one you’ve taken up since January first… because in the end… our life is just a series of hobbies, activities, fleeting interests.

I am on a constant quest to stop caring about what other people think of me… and part of that, is doing whatever fleeting, flashing, shining thing pops in my head.”

April 28, 2010 – Flowers Just Bloom

This post is about a lesson I learned at Yoga, and how it made me want to be a more proud, shining, FULL me…

I was reminded that

“Flowers just bloom.

They don’t compare themselves to other blossoms.

They don’t want for more or less petals.

They don’t wish they were another color.

They don’t feel insecure if they open more quickly or slowly than another.

They don’t feel guilty if they’re more symmetrical or tall than another bud.

Flowers just bloom.”

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It isn’t lost on me that all of these posts are from the first HALF of the year… Let me just say that the second half of my year felt, as I see it now in hindsight, much less… victorious.

In the coming days, as I re-center, and refresh my heart in the bright shining potential of a new year, I’m sure I’ll talk to you about what I’ve been experiencing this fall and winter.

I thank you in advance for the love and support that I know you each continue to give by just sharing the journey with me.

xoxo

Today, I am…

November 18, 2010

Today, I am awake early for a staff meeting.

Today, I am yawwwwwning… A lot.

Today, I am wearing my oldest and most love-worn Converse.

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Today, I am admitting that I ate entirely too much pizza last night.

Today, I am also admitting that it was totally worth it. :)

Today,  I am snuggled in my new favorite cowl scarf, which reminds me of NYC.

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Today, I am aware that I won’t finish my Deathly Hallows re-read before I see the movie.

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Today, I am glad that we’re not seeing at Midnight-or 3:00 am showing, but waiting until Friday night, which is responsible, and sane, and best for me and my true love.

Today,  I am adorned with a butterfly in my hair.

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Today, I’m grateful for little happinesses, and the right to use words like “happinesses”.

Today, am writing with my most favorite pen, and dotting every “i” with a heart, just like in 7th grade.

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Today, I’m alive. Simply, grandly, accutely alive.

Today, I am well.

…and you?

Summer is HERE!

June 16, 2010

Hello friends!

 

As you know, I’m not into “apologizing” for not blogging… so I won’t.

 

But… that being said, I’ve MISSED you. I’ve missed my healthy living friends and bloggy buddies.

 

Isn’t it true that the first blog back from “hiatus” is always the hardest? Cause you don’t know what to say, or if you should address your absence. And sometimes I have too MUCH to say upon returning! Like, there are about 5 blogs I could write today… but I won’t. I’ll just start here, where I am, and go from there. :)

 

So, last I left off, I was doing Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, my weight dipped into the 130s for the first time, and I was overwhelmed with all of my amazing new friends.

 

Since then, the show has wrapped, and is, for all intents and purposes, dead and gone. It is so sad. Sad to not go be with those people every night. Sad to not wear those dresses, sad, sad, sad… But, I’ll do another show, as soon as time, and my ever patient husband will allow… bwahahahaaaa. <3

 

I’ve also started a weight training program called New Rules of Lifting for Women (NROLFW from here on out) :D

 

 

I read the book in the spring, but couldn’t commit to the program until summer, due to rehearsal schedules. So, I wasted no time, and joined a gym in my town that had a decent promotion and no contract, and I’ve been doing pretty well!

 

There are 2 workouts, A day and B day, and you do 3 workouts a week for 6 weeks (plus 2 bonus workouts) so, I’ve been going to the gym Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. This is my 2nd week! I already feel stronger… our bodies are so cool.

 

This program is about lifting and getting stronger, doing exercises with free weights mostly, and not on machines (which can cause incorrect form, because they’re not personalized and every body’s “right form” is slightly different) which makes ya feel like a badass. :)

 

I’m supplementing wither other things like walking, jogging, swimming, and WEEDING OUR EVER LOVING FLOWER BEDS on the Tuesdays and Thursdays in between, but the book warns about doing too much, and not letting muscles rebuild between weeks. :)

 

Anyway, I really miss you, and should be around more in the coming weeks.

 

Hope that’s ok. :D

 

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The Converse Effect

April 6, 2010

Putting aside the invading fear that I used the wrong word… affect/effect… I’m pretty sure I’ve got a handle on this one, but ANYWAY,

I’m excited to write this blog entry.

The Converse Effect.

I love converse. Specifically, I love Converse All-Star Sneakers.

High Top.

Low Top.

Laces.

No Laces.

Black, Grey, Green, Orange.

Graffiti.

Red Satin.

Purple Satin.

These are just a FEW of the models currently in my closet. At most recent count, I think I have 15-16 pairs.

I LOVE these sneakers.

Don’t talk to me about one-stars, or rocket dogs… though they’re cute. I’m a true-blue Chuck Taylors type of girl.

I spent YEARS accumulating those shoes, in unique and discontinued colors, and was somehow PROUD of wearing them in all types of settings.

Due to the nature of my classroom, I wore them to work = Cool Teacher

I wore them with skirts and dresses = Spunky and COOL girl who doesn’t care about heels

I wore them out to dinner = Super aloof dining patron

I wore them everywhere.

I used the converse as a way to feel cool about myself, to feel edgier, or somehow going against the polished, peep-toed, lip-gloss wearing masses.

It kept me from feeling like one of them.

Then some time later… I started finding cute and quirky flats, and weird tops and accessories, and my shoe vocabulary begain to change.

Then, I got plantar fasciitis, and I started needing more stability and support in my shoes, and I LIVED in orthopedic tennis shoes and merrells for 2-3 months.

This morning, I woke up and put on my pink-polka-dotted-baa-baa-black-sheep converse, fitted with my doctor recommended inserts, and headed to work. It got me thinking.
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How many times do we latch on to things, and HOLD on to things for all the wrong reasons?

I am NOTORIOUSLY bad at getting all crazy about something, obsessing about it for a period of time, then totally moving on and finding the next… OOH SHINEY!!

Hmmmm…

Knitting.

Baking.

Yoga. (though, I do still love and practice, yoga, its the 3rd incarnation of my obsession)

Reading.

Blogging my food.

Modding the H&F board.

Blogging/Writing for the Examiner.

Woot Tee Shirts. (www.shirt.woot.com - you’re welcome)

If you know me, you almost certainly have your own favorites.

So, Kelsey! What is the point!?

The point is, my husband watched a man leave this earth several days ago. He had a heart attack on the tennis court, and did not survive. He was on the tennis court.

He was not doing reports.

He was not watching Lost.

He was not organizing his receipts.

He was playing tennis… something that someone might have said, “Hey man, aren’t you getting a little old for this?”, or “why are you playing tennis… its just a local league, it isn’t like you’re going pro”, or “Shouldn’t you be home mowing the yard?”

I don’t know, its been on my mind the past few days.

I’ve got to do what makes my heart happy… and if that means twice a day blogging… fine. If it means twice a month blogging… fine.

If that means, auditioning on a whim for a musical? FINE!

If that means that I get called scatterbrained or easily distracted… so be it.

You know what ladies? (and the few random men who might read…)

You should NEVER apologize for NOT BLOGGING.

I free you! I free you of non-blogging guilt! You don’t owe me an apology if you dissapear from twitter for a few nights… you don’t owe me a damn thing.

We’ve ALL just got to do what we have to do! We need to do what makes us happy… Follow that whim! Take up that hobby!

EVEN IF its the 7th one you’ve taken up since January first… because in the end… our life is just a series of hobbies, activities, fleeting interests.

I am on a constant quest to stop caring about what other people think of me… and part of that, is doing whatever fleeting, flashing, shining thing pops in my head.

I’m singing, dancing, and acting again. I could NOT be more ecstatic about that…

My husband dominates his local USTA and recreational tennis leagues… because he LOVES it.

My Lola draws, and creates works of art, even though some people might wish she was a teacher/professor/translator or some other “straight laced” job…

Missy just decided to MAKE it happen and get into a Doctoral program!

Caitlin quit her day job to make her life into what she wanted it to be…

My mom has created her own business out of helping and guiding other people as they try to bring greater positivity into their lives.

I can think of at least half a dozen reasons why other people might have laughed at each of us… for doing something that seemed futile, or otherwise unreasonable.

I’m starting to ramble… so I’m going to cut this short, but… here is the nugget that I hope you’ll take from this blog…

I’m sure  you’ve NEVER heard this before…

Life is short.

Live it.

Wear converse.

Wear heels.

Go out.

Stay home.

Be HAPPY.

Love yourself.

Love your life.

xoxo

When they STOP mentioning it

February 10, 2010

(This post is a contribution to the society series, created by @lowfatkat of lowfatkatherine.com and @colorhungry of colorhungry.wordpress.com)

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“Wow, Kels! You look great!”

“Aw, um, wow. Thanks, I guess, It’s nothing. I mean, thank you, but, well, you know.”

“No really! You look awesome, you can really tell you’re slimming down!”

“Well, thank you very much.”

Instantly, I am glowing inside! Beaming with excitement. My butt DOES look smaller in these jeans than it did last month! I could probably wear a smaller shirt size now, if I decided to go shopping! I feel good, whole, worthwhile!

Girls who are questing for fitness, or a smaller dress size, or their first bikini are fueled by these words. We crave the compliments, and secretly (or not so secretly) love the attention that supportive friends and family give us, in order to encourage us on our journey.

The active healthy living/exercise/food blogging community stands as proof that women are working and losing in healthy ways all over the globe. We’re speaking out, and sharing our experiences with the world in a very public way. We experience ups and downs in a cycle of, oh-gosh-I-can’t-post-this —> I posted it! —-> Wow, they’re all supportive and wonderful!—-> I feel affirmed… then we start all over again.

We work and sweat, toiling and burning, toning and learning, shedding pound after pound. In the beginning, most people fill the role we need them to. They comment and support, and fuel our journey.

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Eventually, however, we all reach that place where either the weight comes off more slowly, or we’re happy with our weight and stop trying to lose. Inevitably, however, at some point, the overt praise STOPS.

Our society supports this notion of external praise and affirmation. We’re taught as little girls to primp and enjoy the applause at dance recitals, we run home with eager eyes and show off our report cards. We turn statements into questions, raising our inflection at the end of declarative sentences, to make them sound like questions incase the people around us don’t agree.

The desire to be accepted, noticed, and recognized is so deeply imbedded in me some, that at times, it threatens to strangle the joy out of every effort. I felt so pretty today, but no one even noticed. I guess I looked just like I always do…

It seems like society loves to commend people who are losing great amounts of weight (biggest loser, anyone?) but if you’ve just got 10 or 15 lbs to lose, or if you’re increasing muscle tone, or going from running 3 miles to 5 miles, you simply can’t expect for the public in general to throw laurels at your feet.

So, what happens when they stop noticing? When the pounds stop melting off in great numbers, and you’re just living in your healthy skin, people may not notice that extra half an inch in your waist band. If they can’t tell that your cankles aren’t as cankle-y, where does the praise and motivation come from? Obviously, it has to come from within. It is for that very reason that we, as healthy living advocates, must work twice as hard in order to not only conquer our healthy living milestones, but also simultaneously motivate/encourage ourselves to continue the work. If we can stop looking for outside approval and acceptance, and turn inward to realize own merit, think of what could be accomplished!

 

I am keeping three things in mind, to help me look inward for love and acceptance FIRST. I hope they will help you to love and appreciate yourself in all ways.

1. FIND it in others – Go out of your way to find the beauty, strength, efforts in others. Shower them with love and support. DOUSE them with praise and affirmation as often as you can. In my experience, that much love comes back to you, either in words, actions, good feelings, or self reflection. Finding those small, often unnoticed victories in other people helps us to see those same small glorious lights in our own lives. Essentially, practice makes perfect, and love breeds love.

2. FIND a routine – Every time I think about myself, think about my body, start/complete a workout, or look in the mirror, I try to say one of those things that would make me smile if a friend/coworker said it instead. The cheesier, the better, cause then I just end up laughing, and increasing my joy in two ways. Systematically works best, I’ve found. Either at the onset and completion of every workout, or each morning and night, scheduling it in my day, ensures that it isn’t left behind. Complimenting and encouraging myself is part of my daily routine.

3. FIND the hidden truth – Look for victories that no one else COULD celebrate. Triumphs that exist and are measured only in your own mind. No one else knows that it is the third day in a row you’ve not called yourself ugly, or the first time you’ve liked the way you look in your underwear. Those moments are yours, and only yours. Celebrate them, as you would any other joy, but keep it for your own. Special and personal, the praise you provide yourself for feats unspoken.

 

Do you have any tips for abandoning the need for societal acceptance? Leave ‘em in the comments. :)

 

Thanks for reading. Love yourself.

 

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