Wednesday, November 02, 2011
"Get Plenty of Sleep." Sleep is good. I like to sleep. I like to nap. I like to dream. Lately, my sleep hasn't been so great. I have trouble falling asleep some times, wake up through the night and then have even more trouble waking up. Here's my plan:
1. Put my microfleece sheets on the bed (like sleeping in my favourite sweatshirt!)
2. Plan on going to sleep by 10:00 on work nights
3. Journal before going to sleep. If something is bothering me, I can get it out of my head and on paper. Or I could use my worry dolls...
4. Be sure that bed is cleaned off before crawling in. The clean clothes are just waiting there to be folded and put away... so do it!!
Here's a decent article on the benefits of good sleep: www.better-sleep-better-life.com/ben
And another on the links between weight gain and sleep apnea and other health problems: www.better-sleep-better-life.com/wei
Monday, October 24, 2011
It happened... again. I got off track. Fell of the wagon. Lost my focus. However you phrase it, it was a glitch.
This time, a mental one. I went back to a bad habit of using food to "ease emotional pain". The eating, it didn't help. Now I just feel guilt as well as the extra weight.
Fall down 7 times, get up 8.
It's not about the failure. It's about learning from the mistake. It's not about what was broken, it's about how to fix it.
Lesson learned: Eating the Oreo cookies will not make the Idiot who chose another woman over me, like me more. Eating the pint of Ben & Jerry's will not make me more attractive to another smarter man. Not exercising because I was sick to my stomach didn't do anything but make me feel even more yucky.
So, what to do with that lesson???
Fall down 7 times, get up 8.
RE-FOCUS. I am worth it. I am worth eating healty. I am worth exercising. I am worth being well. I am not defined by my relationships (or lack thereof), I am defined by me, how I treat myself.
Until I find the man that realizes that I kick a$$, I'll be happily single. Until I find the man that realizes that I am beautiful and healthy and smart and independant and sometimes wounded, I will focus on me. I can NOT let myself ruin all my hard work because one man didn't realize what a great catch I am. I wil NOT allow myself to wallow in self pity because I chose to let the wrong person into my heart.
Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass... It's about learning how to dance in the rain.
~ Vivian Greene
When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.
~ Helen Keller
You have to accept whatever comes and the only important thing is that you meet it with courage and with the best that you have to give.
~ Eleanor Roosevelt
Fall down 7 times, get up 8....
It's not a true failure if you learn the lesson and get back up. It's only a failure if you stay down.
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Today we started a new session for Group Power. For those of you who don't know, GP is a strength training class, set to music, using weights and barbells. Over the course of an hour you pretty much work every muscle in the body... And then some! The class runs in 3 month cycles but my gym didn't provide the summer cycle.
Other than free weights (which I admit I didn't do enough of this summer) I've been mostly Cardio and Golf Girl.
My gym was doing a big kickoff for the new GP cycle, with 3 instructors, extra energy and even some good give aways. When we entered the classroom, written on the mirrors in big letters was the phrase "I want...".
None of us new what it meant until we started class and one of the instructors yells "I want to rock hard abs!". Another says "I don't want to have to be in biggest loser every year". The third said " I want to turn my flab into fab!". Each statement was written on the mirror. (**edit after going back to class today, I confused 2 of the instructor 'I Wants' one was "I want a healthy addiction", 'rock hard abs' was one of the class members. The other was "I want to turn my fluff to tough". Heck, I remembered mine correctly, and for me, that was the most important one!!)
Okay, I get it now. They're going to ask us all. No worries, I'm in the middle so I'm going to
have time to think of what I want to say to make it clever and..."Hey Gretchen, what do you want??" yells one of the instructors.
"I WANT TO BE STRONGER AND LAST LONGER!" was what I said. No time to think. It just
came out. There was clapping, some giggling and my sentence was written up on the mirror.
I looked at it all class long as more "I want..." statements were added. And the realization hit me. I meant what I said.
I want to be stronger and last longer. Stronger in health, strength, will power, in making and sticking to my goals. To last longer, longer walk, longer workout, longer life, longer *ahem*
(sorry, that one would be TMI), longer time playing with my nieces.
It's true, I want to be stronger and live longer. It is one thing to want that. It is entirely another thing to DO! I am the only one who can do this for me. The instructors can stand there and clap and pat me on the back and say the wonderful inspirational things that they say. But in the end, I must lift the weights, eat healthy and move my body. I must put the
effort forward. No magic pill. No quick fix. Effort. Strength. Sweat.
It's amazing what a little on the spot panic moment can do. Today, it brought me clarity and a renewed focus.
I WANT TO BE STRONGER AND LAST LONGER!!! And I will.
Thursday, September 08, 2011
I saw this blog today blog.pigtailpals.com/2011/08/waking-
and it made me think... Yes, I had it. Yes, it was taken away. Yes, I let people take my awesome.
But the best part is, I'm getting it back. I know that I'm beautiful. I know that I stand up for myself. I know that I stand up for others. I know my body is a work in process, a temple being built from the bones up. I know that I am strong and fit and smart and bold.
"All I know is that if you arenít waking up feeling like this about yourself, you are really missing out."
Look at your daughters, neices, neighborhood children and let them know that they are AWESOME. Tell them they are smart. Tell them they are strong. Tell them they are loved. Tell them they are special every day. Don't let them lose their awesome.
And when you're done talking to them, look in the mirror and repeat after me... "I AM AWESOME!" Because YOU ARE.
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