Sunday, February 12, 2012
Last night I stopped in at Whole Foods, and the roses and tulips were overflowing the flower buckets. I hadn't intended to buy myself two dozen long-stemmed peach roses, but when I saw them, they were just so lovely. What better way to take care of me, nurture me, celebrate my awesomeness, than to buy myself this Valentine's gift? So I took them to the counter and asked the flower girl to add some baby's breath and wrap them up. She wrapped them in orange tissue paper, and they were so gorgeous, I could feel myself beaming.
My checker said, "Those are going to make someone very happy."
I said, "Me!"
We both laughed. It felt good. It got me thinking--I shall continue in this vein for the next few days. Today I'm going to buy myself six of the most delectable hand-made truffles I can find. And I'm going to book myself an hour-and-a-half massage at my favorite day spa for next weekend.
There's no need to be sad and lonesome on Valentine's Day. Be your own Valentine. You get better flowers.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Two weeks into 2012 and let me tell you, I am in a much better place right now this year as compared to last year. It's taken a while to put that mess (and that man) behind me, but I got through it. And here I am a year later, and my days are a bit brighter with each passing day.
Currently I'm on Day 8 of the Ashley 15-minutes-a-day-for-30-days challenge. I needed something to give me a little push motivation-wise on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. Weekends are easy and don't take too much self-talk to get me out the door. On Tuesday and Friday, I meet with my personal trainer for strength training. Since I pay for it and it's scheduled, I do not miss working out those days! Let me tell you, getting back to regular strength training feels great. I love feeling the muscles I'm building. I've got nice strong arms.
Now to get the extra layer of fat off the top so you can see them.
I'm also in the midst of repeating Couch to 5K, but my foot injury is making it a little tougher this time around. The foot is improving, and hopefully within a few more months, it will be back in good shape. For now, I'm limiting my running and doing the elliptical when my foot is talking to me a bit too much. (Like today.)
Since I'd laid off for several months, the elliptical is quite challenging these days. It's nice to get that contrast so I can see how much progress I'd made when I was doing it consistently. When we slowly gain endurance, it's easy to miss just how far we've come. We don't notice the tremendous progress we've made. This is a nice lesson that I'd really come a long way, even though I couldn't really see it.
I expect I'll soon be back to my previous level, so long as I keep at it. I've got the entire series of Dexter on DVD to make it less painful.
I've also got this wonderful support system on Spark. I want to thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart for cheering me on these past months during some rough times. I am most grateful for your gentle nudges and encouragement. You have made all the difference.
Saturday, November 05, 2011
Houston, we have a problem. I am buried in work. I like to work, so this is not all bad. But it's not leaving a lot of time for exercise. And when I get home at 8:00 p.m., tired and hungry, the last thing I want to do is exercise. I just want some dinner, maybe a glass of wine, and an hour or two to decompress before bed. So I tell myself every day I'll tear myself away from the office at lunchtime for a much-needed river run. It will ease the stress. Remove this permanent knot that's settled in my left shoulder. But every day, I'm under some deadline or other and just don't have an hour to spare in the middle of the day. There's only one solution, and I'm looking for inspiration.
Do any of you run in the morning before work? Which means in the dark this time of year. If so, how do you do it? Do you like it? Do you feel comfortable in the dark in the morning? Why do you like it? Why do you do it? How do you get yourself out of your warm cozy bed filled with purring kitties?
Being just a weekend warrior isn't going to work. And with two upcoming trial settings, my work schedule is not going to ease up before mid-December, and probably will get worse. The only solution is to steal away in the wee hours of the morning, before work owns the rest of my day.
Any and all inspiration is most welcome.
Monday, October 10, 2011
I felt like a big whiny baby earlier today because of all the back-tracking I've done on the fantastic progress I'd made. Yes, I injured my foot. But I didn't push myself to find some other form of exercise I would enjoy while I stayed off it. I had many excuses. I don't like to swim and the condo pool is tiny. I didn't want to go to the gym and lift weights. What's the point of doing crunches and push-ups at home? Blah blah blah. With no exercise, the stress and irritation had to go somewhere. Where did it go? In a bottle of wine. When I was doing cardio, I didn't want a glass of wine at night. Without cardio, I wanted two glasses every night to erase the day. Not to mention the debauchery of the weekends and consorting with unsavory characters with lots of bad habits of their own. So I undid all the progress I'd made. I let the foot injury totally derail me, and I immersed myself in unhealthy drinking, eating, and all-around laziness.
In the midst of feeling sorry for myself today for putting myself back to square one, I began catching up on blogs. I read some really terrific accounts of great progress, transformation, and stupendous achievements. You people are simply amazing. I feel so proud. And then I noticed my eyes tearing up. And my heart aching. I had missed so much. Everyone has come so far. And instead of sharing in the triumphs and perhaps having a few of my own, I let myself get sucked in to old habits and mind-twisting situations.
But there's not a damn thing I can do about the past months. I can do better from here on out. That's what I've got: what's ahead. I can whine about yesterday, or I can put my energy toward getting my fitness level back to where it was, and then continue progressing even further from there. Energy spent on whining is wasted energy. Energy spent lamenting mistakes of the past is wasted energy. I'm going to put my energy toward making better choices today, and every day from here on out. I will not let anything or anyone derail me. There may be setbacks, injuries, speed bumps, or even road blocks, but I will keep moving. And I am going to surround myself with positive people doing their very best to treat themselves well. It's contagious. Just like negativity. I choose positivity and happiness.
So after all my moping and self-recrimination, I laced up my shoes and went down to the river. I did 3.32 miles, walking only. I did C25k Saturday and Sunday, so I decided today I needed to walk and give my still tender foot a rest. Turns out I walked my three miles just a hair faster than I ran them yesterday. Go figure.
But I feel so impatient. I want to go farther. I want to go faster. I want my fitness level to be back where it was in January right now. But today, I made myself walk. And I'm not going to jump right back in and aggravate my injury. I'm making great progress. I can run again without hobbling around for two days after. I'm getting there. I felt good tonight. And tomorrow night I'll feel even better. I just keep telling myself to give it three months. In three months I'll have undone much of effects of the past months.
Patience, grasshopper. Patience. Patience and persistence. I'll get there.
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