Testing a Theory

This Arbonne thing is an example of a thing I do pretty frequently— I have an idea about something and I go ahead and test it, to see if it is what I think it is. A few years ago, I decided I just needed to exercise more, not change my eating. Doing triathlons, I discovered that I was eating enough to offset the exercise and even gaining weight. I had been telling myself that “calories in/calories out” doesn’t work for me. So I tracked my calories and lost weight. I’ve had a few theories (about eating more whole foods, about where my calories were coming from, how hard it would be), and testing them simultaneously means that causality is difficult to determine, but here are some observations:

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Arbonne, Day 14

Things are still continuing well with Arbonne. I had a little better luck with the “sweet potato as bread” thing when I did it on the grill and finished it in the toaster. I sliced the sweet potatoes and put them on the warming rack of my gas grill over a lower flame for awhile. When they were about half-done, I added the turkey burgers to the grill. I’m not sure if it was because it was raining, or if I’ve run out of propane, but the grill crapped out at about that point, so I finished them on the George Foreman grill or in the toaster. They could be used to pick up a sandwich, and provided a flavorful option. I sliced them thicker than the 1/4 inch referenced in what I looked up— more like 1/2 inch, but it worked out okay.

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This Early Morning Life

I’m naturally an owl. Other people were afraid of monsters in their closets when they were kids, I was perpetually afraid of the Rat King from an animated version of the Nutcracker, who peeped in kids’ windows post-bedtime and would whisk you away to his kingdom if he found you awake after 10 p.m. Good thinking, whoever wrote that. I’d go to bed at bedtime, and then think “Fall ASLEEP! It’s almost 10! FALL ASLEEP!— I hope he’s not early!” as I heard the clock ring out the hours. Not scarred for life AT. ALL. I’d lay there, my heart pounding and my eyes squeezed tightly shut thinking “if I lay really still, he’ll think I’m asleep. Just got to be really still.”) Also of Santa, who “knows when you’re awake” and won’t visit with his goodies if you are. I always was. I was quiet, but awake.

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A Little Too Comfortable

I’m not someone who likes to be bored—especially not at work. Boredom at work makes the time crawl. Working hard, solving problems, being engaged— all of that is what lights me up. I like a little more challenge than many people I know. Maybe not all challenge, all the time, but enough to keep my very busy imagination occupied, if you please.

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The Science of Motivation

The last year or so has been a fascinating study in the “motivational arts,” for me. About 10 months ago, I was working for my former boss, and I had worked really hard on a project— until midnight multiple nights, into a planned vacation. The project was problematic through no fault of mine, and I delivered it when she needed it. Simultaneously, I had introduced a conversation that let us deliver things in a way that made our customers happier, our content less likely to be pirated, and reduced our call volume by a lot. I didn’t build that second one myself, but it was through my persistence that we started thinking in new ways about an old way of doing things and advanced pretty exponentially.

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