When I decided to start a blog, I obviously had to come up with a name. This was before I knew much, if anything about blogging. And I certainly knew nothing about “branding” or even that such a concept existed in cyberspace. So I had no notion that I was naming not only this online place where I would write my thoughts, but also, at the same time, naming myself. I only thought about the blog and what to call it so that it would reflect something of me and where I was in that moment and what I hoped to accomplish through blogging. I had no expectations about a future in blogging, so really was not thinking past that moment. No concerns for how the name might fit me and my blog down the road. I wanted to start a blog and I wanted to start it then!
And thus, Waisting Time was born.
But the name really had its beginnings six months earlier…
As a yo-yo dieter, I had learned a lot of things. And one think I learned, much to my dismay, is that over time a woman’s midsection starts to spread. I gained weight – it got bigger. I lost weight – it got smaller. Or so I thought. But one day, at my goal weight for the umpteenth time, I tried on my skinny pants and was shocked to find that while they fit easily in the butt and thighs but were tight in the waist! Wait! I’m a pear. I’m the woman who has always had trouble finding pants that fit because of my bootylicious backside in comparison to my little middle. Eek! My mother was right – as women age there seems to be an inevitable, hormone-induced widening of the middle. (Darn, I hate when she’s right.) I weighed what I used to weigh but a great seismic distribution of body fat had occurred. And I wasn’t liking it. So my waist was on my mind.
As was my waste. As in all the time I had spent over many years monkeying around with my eating. Dieting. Not dieting. Losing then gaining. I was feeling regret and a bit of anger that I had wasted all the days of eating well with the days (and months) of eating poorly. That I had wasted the moments of resisting temptation with little binges of less than fabulous food. That I had wasted all my exercise efforts by not combining them with the food my body really needed. That I had wasted hours in my closet, looking for something to wear in the spread of various sized clothes. That I had wasted too much time regretting and too much time fixating and too much time not living life.
I had wasted time. My waist had expanded. I wanted to change both. And I rather enjoy a good pun. So, thus the name was born. And just over a year and a half ago, I decided that it was time to stop wasting and start waisting. I was off and blogging. I became Waisting Time.
But a funny thing happened. Okay, several things. I quickly realized that while I still wanted to be an anonymous blogger (for reasons I may get into another day), I was ready to share my name. Knowing the first name of other bloggers has made it easier for me to connect, somehow. And as one who quickly discovered that the community is the best part of blogging, connecting was important. I also quickly realized that I loved blogging and plan to continue with for a very long time. Hopefully well past a time when I run out of things to say about eating and exercise and my relationship with food and all that jazz. Maybe I will outgrow my blog’s name. Maybe it no longer reflects who I am and where I am and where I want to go and who I want to be and what I might want to write.
OMG – should I change my blog’s name!?
I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately. It would be a tremendous hassle. Seems there are a multitude of online places (Feedburner, Twitter, Facebook, Google, etc.) where I have registered as Waisting Time. I’ll need to remember them all and then change them all. Not even sure I know how to! Technology usually baffles me and I am already feeling my brain fry a little bit just thinking about it all. Yep, feeling overwhelmed already. And then there is the likelihood I’ll lose historical data, if I care about that. And the risk of losing readers who get lost in the shuffle. Eek!
But the biggest question: what name to choose? What feels like it fits me and can keep fitting for a very long time? An easy name. Maybe with “Karen” in it. Oh this is the tough part. Because if I’m going to do this I only want to do this once. And I want to love it. Or, at least, really, really LIKE it.
So… maybe you can help.
Does the name of a blog and blogger mean anything?
Give me reasons why I should or shouldn’t change.
Name that blog; name this blogger.
All thoughts and advice are welcome.
SHOULD I CHANGE MY BLOG NAME?