Wednesday, August 04, 2010
Once upon a time in a land far away (Boston), a young lady (40 something) lost 70 lbs. by eating more healthfully than she ever had, and walking a few miles a week. She loved her time walking even though she had to deal with seeing bats fly around at night and nearly kicking a skunk one time in the early a.m. None of it mattered though; she was a happy camper.
Fast forward 5 years. She's in a new place and the losses have all added to gains and thensome. Changes, stress and excuses were all part of the same pattern that ended the enlightenment.
Not so fast. This is the return of the mojo: the same deep love and acceptance she created for herself. It's back.
How does she keep the mojo rolling forward: baby steps every day. Counting veggies among her biggest ally. Moving more and sitting less. Appreciating and accepting all that she has to offer and be assured that yes, she does have something to offer. Nowhere near perfect. Nowhere near failed misery. Flawed. yes, Unimportant. No!
On with the mojo. Walking, squatting, lunging, DANCING.
Mojo dances. Mojo just keeps on dancing.
Friday, July 23, 2010
I love music! For the last two hours, though, I have been tormented by someone who plays like Liberace (lots of banging and crescendos) on the piano that happens to be on my floor in the building. Dude, you're killing me. I started to come up with a mental list of all the things I could do to make the music stop. These included knocking the legs off the piano bench while he was playing, shooting him with my flingshot monkey, and jumping down on the bench next to him and join in with chopsticks. :)
A less threatening use of my time, seemed to go outside. So I did. I sat on the bench for a couple of minutes. In that time, I was accosted by three groups of people looking for directions to other buildings and I actually knew where they were which was a bonus. For one guy, I offered to show him. It was about 1500 steps from where I was. He actually wasn't that nice, but I chalked it up to his anxiety about where he'd left his daughter in a information session.
On my way back, I decided to stick my head into the museum. I am surrounded by a host of wonderful opportunities, many of which I bypass regularly. Instead of just picking up a couple of artsy postcards, I decided to go into the museum. Whoa! There's a lot of cool stuff in there! I walked around for a bit and then came back to work. Unfortunately, Liberace was still here, but I cranked up my own tunes on Pandora.com to drown out the sound of the beaten ivories.
It's good to take time for a happy break! I really needed that time out of here. I have to work later tonight (in a different building) and it's a choral festival. At least it is not a piano concert. :) ha ha ha
Looking forward to the weekend, even though it includes a family function. These are not my strong suit, but I am going to bring my new found acceptance of myself with me on this trip, and hope I get out there alive! ha!
Wishing you all a wonderful "sparkling" weekend!
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