Monday, June 11, 2012
Lordy, did I hate that commercial. I mean I may have chuckled the first 1000 times I heard it. "Ive Fallen and I Can't Get Up." Remember it? The parodies. The jokes. They were everywhere. Not quite as bad as that Titanic song, but awful close.
The week before last was a particularly bad week for me. A lot of stress at home and at work. My hormones were going crazy - I am turning fifty in less than two weeks and that's part of the fun.
I had a wild look in my eye, like a crazed or rabid dog, ready to snap anything that came in my path.
Plus I was gnarly. Gnarly meaning I wanted to eat everything in sight. I had no resolve. I exercised through it all, which was great, but still I felt out of control. I of course gained two pounds which made me feel even better!
I was feeling like I was on a downward spiral. You know the one? The one where no matter what the little voice in you that says "You can do it. Just get back on track again." you don't win. You keep spiraling downward, or upward in this case. The I've Fallen and I Can't Get Up cycle.
Well, I'm here to say that you can listen to that little voice and you can get back up and on track. I took my chill pill which really helped, believe me. Suddenly the wicked witch melted away and I appeared again - maybe still a little wild eyed but not nearly as scary. Like someone said before, the pill exorcised me and I exercised my body. A lot. I walked. Did my boot camp videos. Worked in the garden until I was huffing and puffing. I even hula hooped. I breathed deep breaths. Continued to make healthy meals. Didn't sweat the mishaps and lo and behold I lost the two lbs again, plus 2.6 more this week.
It felt so good to get past the hurdle. I can eat a chocolate cayenne Mexican cookie (really good btw) and still continue my lifestyle.
Oh, and I like exercise! Not gym exercise, and I have to admit doing the Boot Camp DVD can be a bit of a chore, but getting outside for a brisk walk is something I love! I put on some Latin Dance music and look like a lunatic while walking the dogs. I hula hoop until I'm out of breath and laugh with my daughter as we're trying to keep the damn thing going for more than 10 seconds. Who knew I'd be better than my size 2 daughter? Guess the hoop has more to hang on to. I'm in the garden digging, and weeding and moving plants from one garden to the next. It's great! I'm exhausted, happy and burning calories.
That is exercise to me.