When I started this blog, my intention was to contemplate life and find balance. I have quickly discovered that this process is not always blog-worthy. SO I'm now just using it as a place to empty my head.
Four days ago I joined MyFitnessPal.com because I'm tired of feeling fat.
I did fairly well at the begining of the year to uphold my promise to myself to fall in love with Fitness again. I was doing yoga about three times a week, I had cut out fast food from my diet, and I started cooking lighter meals. Just as Fitness and I were starting to feel that spark in our relationship again, Laziness dropped by unannounced. And it brought its friends Food Cravings and Mental Block. In a matter of what felt like minutes, I had retreated back to my previously bad relationship with Laziness.
Then, one weekend, I was walking Race for the Cure, and I bumped in to Fitness. It commented on my cute pink running shoes and pointed out the 55+ aged cancer survivor that jogged past me. The lightbulb came on...again. I'm 24! I should be out having fun with Fitness, not couped up inside with Laziness! I hemmed and hawed over how I was going to try and get back together with Fitness, and decided that I needed visuals. I needed to see how much I ate on a piece of paper, I needed to see how often and how long I exercised on a chart, and I needed to see what others were up to.
My goal is to run the untimed 5K Race for the Cure next year. Sorry laziness, it’s over between you and me.
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Friday, September 25, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
A Response...To Myself
That last post got me thinking...
I feel a need a daily reminder. You would think the tattoo would be enough. I mean come on, I paid a guy a buck twenty to scar my body for life with a personal holy trinity. You would think that that would keep me on track. But I find myself forgetting what it is I’m really after. I get distracted with random rest stops on the side of the road. Not even good attractions or scenic areas, but rest stops. A honey bucket and an old bulletin board about tree life in the Pacific Northwest is what I find I think about more than heading to Serenity Lake.
I thought this blog would serve as a pretty good reminder, but it turns out I kind of forget about it more than I think about it. I need a visual. A huge sign that says “Go Directly to Zen, Do Not Pass Go, Do Not Collect $200.” Hm, I sense an art project in the making. Perhaps a collage of things that bring me happiness, inspirational quotes, a huge picture of the Dahli Llama giving me a thumbs up…This problem may have just figured itself out.
I feel a need a daily reminder. You would think the tattoo would be enough. I mean come on, I paid a guy a buck twenty to scar my body for life with a personal holy trinity. You would think that that would keep me on track. But I find myself forgetting what it is I’m really after. I get distracted with random rest stops on the side of the road. Not even good attractions or scenic areas, but rest stops. A honey bucket and an old bulletin board about tree life in the Pacific Northwest is what I find I think about more than heading to Serenity Lake.
I thought this blog would serve as a pretty good reminder, but it turns out I kind of forget about it more than I think about it. I need a visual. A huge sign that says “Go Directly to Zen, Do Not Pass Go, Do Not Collect $200.” Hm, I sense an art project in the making. Perhaps a collage of things that bring me happiness, inspirational quotes, a huge picture of the Dahli Llama giving me a thumbs up…This problem may have just figured itself out.
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