So, I decided to take stock of where I am THIS WEEK because let’s face it, it fluctuates. I started with my self -worth. My worthiness meter is doing pretty well. I’m 48, I don’t spend much time stressing about what others might think of me or comparing myself to others. Okay, sometimes when we hit bathing suit season I compare myself to others, but I try not to spend much time there. Also, I don’t let my cellulite, spare tire or cankles dictate how I feel about myself anymore. My body has gotten me pretty far in this life and I really don’t want to spend my next 50 years stressing about the size of my jeans. Yes, I think about it, but again it doesn’t rule my world. All that being said, I want to take care of myself, which leads me to our next topic of “going for it.”
For me, “going for it” right now looks like an exercise/healthy eating program and I am currently on week 2 of a plan that is kicking my booty. Without sounding like I am making comparisons or complaining, I am definitely not 25 anymore. To be clear, I don’t want to be 25, but it would be nice to not feel every single one of my 48 years when I wake up each morning. I know it will pass, but it’s day 11 and I am exhausted, cranky and sore really doesn’t seem to cover it. I keep telling myself that if I keep going I will never have to feel like this again. I just don’t know when this phase is going to pass. I mean, my elbow hurts. Why does my elbow hurt? Here’s the deal though. I decided that I needed to get it together and find a plan that works. Not a diet. Not a quick fix, but a healthy lifestyle that I can sustain. I made a commitment and everyday I wake up and choose AGAIN to follow through with that commitment. Today, I walked the dogs in the wind, rain, and snow for 3 miles and when I got home I knew I still had to do my cardio. I didn’t want to do it, but I made a commitment to myself and I followed through. It was hard and I wanted to quit, but I didn’t and when I finished I was thankful to be done. Tonight, a mere 12 hours after I got out of bed, I really just want to go back to sleep. Nobody said this whole “going for it” thing was easy.
Besides choosing to workout I am also trying to choose happiness. Sometimes this is a problem because I live with other people and other people talk to me during the day. These people are not always happy. I like to think of myself as a generally happy person, but for those reading this who might think otherwise, I’ll just say I am a work in progress.
Now for the fun stuff. The “what-ifing” the amazing possibilities that could happen at any moment. I don’t know that I often think about the AMAZING possibilities that could happen, but I don’t dwell on the bad “what ifs” either so that’s good, right? Like I said, I am a work in progress.
What might your weekend look like if you focus on these four things for the next few days?