Good In Bed

A few days ago I read an article aloud to my husband from my favorite magazine, Real Simple. In it is the amusing story of a woman, Julie Rottenberg, who loves to sleep. And I don't mean sleeping in until 10 or 11 a.m.

As she puts it, "I am a superhuman sleeper." When I told my husband that she describes her sleeping habit as a passion, an obsession and can even be a talent, he laughed and nodded completely in agreement. The author can sleep until one, two, and even until three in the afternoon for stretches of 12 to 15 hours. As someone who thinks that sleeping in is around 10 or 11 a.m., I didn't think it was possible to sleep until three in the afternoon. Not until I met my husband.

Some days, on the weekends, I'd get so frustrated because he'd "sleep the day away" as I'd put it - luckily he doesn't do this all the time. Some days I let him sleep in. I've discovered that we each have our own levels of grumpiness when we don't get our beauty sleep.

After I finished reading the article, I found myself partially agreeing with the author when she wrote the following paragraph:

"So when I find myself lying in bed on a beautiful, sunny Saturday morning, plagued with the feeling that I should get up and embrace the day, I do not. Instead, I abandon all guilt and shame, put on my sleep mask, roll over, commit to sleeping, and continue sleeping until I can sleep no longer. I firmly believe that only then, in the deepest of sleep, can true progress begin."

So here's to sleep that builds enough confidence to conquer the day and replenishes the body and soul; and to lazy Sundays spent in pajamas :)

Check out the article Good in Bed by Julie Rottenberg in February's issue of Real Simple.

Living to live - and The Biggest Loser

I know it's been a little while...

For the first time, I watched Season 6 of The Biggest Loser, when it initially aired on TV a few months ago. I was amazed with the outcomes and strengths that the individuals had, both good and bad.

So now, as part of my Tuesday night routine, I continue watching The Biggest Loser. Last week I told my husband that I was amazed at what our society has become. I know there are the extremes, anorexically skinny and morbidly obese. I know that sometimes it can be easy to lose track of oneself and one day look in the mirrow and not recognize who or what you've become. The unfortunate part of the obesity problem is that for some people it's gotten to be a matter of life or death.

Last week, the show introduced a 19-year-old man who was over 420 pounds. He didn't know whether he was going to be able to live to be 25 or 30 years old. As a 25-year-old young woman, I was shocked to hear that a young person like that might not make it to live to be 30 years old. It's scary alone to think that I'll be hitting the 30s range soon.

In September of last year I challenged myself to lose 10% of my body weight. Now that I've achieved that, I'm challenging myself to lose another 10%. I've found that I have more energy and stamina; and most importantly, I feel great! :) And one of the exciting things about my challenge is that I can now fit into my old clothes again! Yeah!