Saturday mornings finds me moving at a much different pace than other days. Saturdays are unique that way for me; no other day has this distinction. I do not know if it comes from a self-preservation instinct for me to take a breath, or if I am lazy and complacent. As I sit here, I don't even feel guilty. It may be hours before I quit searching for new music. Later today I will be critical of myself - after all, there are too many things on my list. Research to do, books to read, paperwork to fill out, menus to create, leaves to rake - you have as much to do as well. Do you finally stop when you are exhausted, or do you plan breaks so that you don't become burned out? Or are you in that wonderful place of discipline where exercise is your stress-reliever?
I know that we make time for what is most important in our life at that time. My biggest flaw is that I have too many things on which I label 'most important'. Let's face it, this is an area of our lives that is constantly in flux. And priorities can change drastically. I remember when I told my DH "I'm pregnant". Everything changed in that one heartbeat.
Sorry, I seem to be chasing rabbits here. There are many things I would like to accomplish this year, but with all the uncertainties ahead, I am having to be very, very selective in deciding what is important. I would LOVE to have all the paper in my office scanned and saved, but that is not as important as working with my son on his scholarship applications. And I have just realized that there is SO much to do before graduation, that I am paralyzed. Which is probably why I am sitting in front of this time vampire instead of crossing off things on my DO list.
I am enjoying the somewhat remission of knee issues and am hesitant to begin any type of fitness program. Since I quit walking, the swelling has vanished and I can pull both heels to my butt. I still have sleepless nights due to pain when I the Goody's powders aren't enough. Have to see the DR for Vicodin refills, my insurance does not cover my knees, and my DR won't see me without insurance. How do I get out of this loop? More than anything I need to drop these last 30 pounds - and I HAVE to do this before my next Synvisc injections. Wait! I just said no insurance coverage for my knees - so for now, no Synvisc. But I should be ready for it as soon as possible anyway.
Not that I believe that anyone has a perfectly balanced life - after all, what is balanced for you won't be balanced for me - but I'd like to know how YOU deal with those daily things that rise to the top like a released balloon being held under water. I do not like being crisis-driven. Those 'balloons' derail me. One of those balloons is my knees. Daddy used to tell me if it hurts, don't do it. My doctor tells me I am too young and healthy to NOT be exercising regularly. Time to crank up the Head Banger Music disk and give my neck a rhythm workout and take my hair out of the pony tail so that I can really get into it!
. . . day in, day out, all week long, things go better with rock! . . .
Now that I have rambled on, trying to see a solution, I think SMALL is the best place to start. I know this is the premise that Chris Downie began with, and if I want to see any results, doing ten minutes of something is better than all of nothing. Once I have finished this blog, I will do ten minutes of SOMETHING! With some planning, and barring too many balloons erupting from the water, I'll blog with more regularity to help stay focused. I will push frustration down until that sucker finally pops. Sad that those balloons aren't filled with confidence, persistence, or sanity instead of the distractions they are.