A funny thing happened on my way to losing some lbs...
Lately I've been feeling like a "new me," a woman with energy and enthusiasm, excited to make plans with friends and enjoy the summer. A woman with goals and the drive and wherewithal to complete them. A woman who chooses fruit over candy (okay, most days).
This week, I realized this Colleen isn't the "new me" - it's the REAL ME.
The real me was always there, but she was hidden by a layer of fat and excuses. She was silenced by entire pizzas and endless Law & Order re-runs. She was covered up by bulky clothes and camouflaged by a sense of humor.
But, as I followed my mantra of "there is nothing more precious than the self" (thanks, Yogi Tea, for that one!), the real me began to emerge.
She was definitely the one that signed me up for that half marathon. Here she is finishing with style:
She was also the one that got some friends together for a hiking trip to Starved Rock State Park last weekend. Here she is in a cave:
... and appreciating how small a natural landscape can make one feel:
The real me also enjoys time with friends, so earlier this week she organized a picnic on the lawn of a concert venue downtown with some lovely friends.
And the real me was DEFINITELY the one who signed up for and participated in trapeze school two days ago. Here she is doing a knee hang on the trapeze:
... and here are the bruised knees that she is brandishing with pride today:
At first, I think I was a bit afraid of the real me. She can be pretty gung ho about things, and that can take some getting used to. But accepting her has meant living the life that I always wished I was living, but was too chicken to strive for.
Next up, the real me is planning on hitting the beach, having a few picnics in various parks around the city, going kayaking, heading back to trapeze school for a few more flying lessons, and taking a much-needed vacation (once my husband and I can decide on a destination, that is).
And she is pumped!