Wednesday, June 08, 2011
“Are you ready for change?”
That is my new mantra. Sometimes it changes to – “are your REALLY ready for a change?”
How often have I said, or heard someone else say, “I’d give my right arm to look like her” or “I’d do anything to be like that”? And we all know as soon as we say it that we don’t really mean it. I mean – who’d really give up their right arm or do ‘anything’ (literally) for a better body?
For me, I think that it’s about really wanting and being willing to work for the change. Whatever that change may be – and for some people it is different things. For some it’s about the number on the scales, or a lifestyle they’ve been coveting or changing their diet or incorporating fiscal goals into a healthy way of life or just having a better mental outlook.
When you visualize the ‘change’ you want in your life – what does it look like?
For me I think about a few key words: Strong, Peaceful and Ready.
Strong – that word can mean so many different things – and honestly, my definition of the word changes day to day. So what “strong” means is still a work in progress. But I know I want to be able to identify with it.
Peaceful – when I think of some of the women I admire most, or that I think are most beautiful it is those that seem at peace (and sometimes showcase) their ‘quirks’. They are not the women who hide behind hair or layers of make-up or wear outfits that they hope hide their imperfections. It’s those women who have found peace with their individuality that I admire. I want that. I want to get to the point where I look in the mirror and don’t notice my faults first. When you look at your hair in the mirror, what do you notice first? The 5 out of place or the 100,000 hairs that are where they are supposed to be? Personally, my hair has some funky flips – but I love the color. I want to get to a place where I feel peaceful enough to admire my color and laugh at my funky flips and waves.
Ready – When I went to grad school, my inspiration was to be “ready”. Ready for what, I did not know…but ready. I wanted to have the knowledge and degree so that when a door opened I would be ready to walk through it with confidence. I want the same thing but in a physical way. I want to be in that place where if I was invited to go on a hike or a bike ride or kayaking or whatever – I could just say “sounds awesome. I’m ready!” and not think, “oh no… what if I’m not fast enough, strong enough, or mentally tough enough?” I’m ready to be “ready”.
I know that these are all going to take time. But I think that “strong, peaceful and ready” all represent a change that I want and am willing to work for.
Monday, June 06, 2011
"Are you ready for change!?"
It's what I asked myself this morning at 4:40 a.m. knowing that was the only time I would have all day to get in a workout. And the answer was "yes!"
It's also the question I asked myself when my work offered a course starting tomorrow on sea-kayaking. I wrote back and said "Yes".
I'm ready for change!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, June 04, 2011
Sometimes listening to the advice that we give – is so hard – but should be easy. After all, the words are coming from our own mouths and our mouths and our ears really aren’t that far apart. But it’s sometimes so much easier to talk than it is to listen.
This week our youngest daughter came home with an acceptable grade on a science project. When we talked about it, she said, “What’s the point I’ll never be Olivia? Stop expecting me to get the grades she gets.” Olivia is our oldest daughter and received a number of recognitions for her academic successes. Emma’s grade however was really unacceptable – let’s just say it was below a 60 and she had guidelines to follow for the project that she just flat-out ignored.
We talked about a lot of things. But on the pieces of our conversation hit on how she has gifts that are different than her sister like art & music. I told her that she should remember those gifts and focus on being the best Em she could be. She shouldn’t worry about how smart she thinks her friends are or even worry about her sister, but she shouldn’t simply shrug and give-up either.
That’s so applicable to how I feel as a runner sometimes. We have been blessed with guidelines, encouragement/advice from others, training plans, websites, books, podcasts and more technical clothing/sneakers than you can shake a stick at. But it all comes down to us. The running authors of the blogs that I read can’t run for me, but neither should I think, “Look at all of those successful and strong runners out there – what’s the point – I’ll never be like them”. By thinking such things we often beat ourselves before we even start.
Honestly, it’s so easy to feel that way so many times…
There are women prettier than me – People smarter than me – richer than me – more athletic than me – better cooks than me…..
BLUCK – BLUCK – BLUCK - RUBBISH
Sometimes I just need to remember to be take my own advice and just strive to be the best me I can be and remember to be happy.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Nearly 8 weeks after being called into an office and unceremoniously being asked to clean out my desk, as my job had been eliminated, today I start a new chapter.
I know that I was fortunate to find a job in a relatively (in this economy) short time.
I know that things in our lives happen for a reason, even if we don't always understand the timing.
I know that this journey would have been a lot harder had it not been for the support of my friends.
And I know that it felt good to start my day off with a two mile run to help clear my mind of any residual cobwebs and negative thoughts due to my job loss.
It's time to put the hurt behind me and focus on the chapter ahead. This is a chance to restart with a group of people who I've never met before, except in my interview. It's a chance to have a positive and hopeful attitude about my future career.
Now if I could just figure out what to wear!
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