Sunday, November 11, 2012
We're living in a new city, adjusting to new schools, new everything, and a full time job for this mom, after working part time for many years.
We love being in southern California. We're near my year old grandson, and his beautiful mama and super cool daddy. We really like our new place, a bit more spacious than we're accustomed to, in a pretty neighborhood. The kids like the new schools, and are making friends.
My new job is stressful, as only a new job can be. And I don't know yet if it's going to be a good fit. I'm thinking maybe not. But I'm glad to have a job and have made the move I wanted to make.
And now, no drum roll necessary, I've put on weight again. Okay. I know what I did, stress eating, yada, yada, yada. I wouldn't go back and change much. I finished my degree, my daughter is healthy and happy. We're in a good place. And if my weight gain was part of the price I chose to pay, so be it.
And now I'm ready to face it. I want the same things I've always wanted. Flexibility, strength, energy. I'd like to fit in my clothes better. I'd like to be more slim. But mostly, I'd like to feel better.
I walk several blocks before and after work to and from the trolley. It's not enough. I need to start spending some time each morning, easing back into the strength training and yoga I know I need. Then I can work more cardio.
I know better than to try to jump into an hour each morning. Easing in, 15 minutes in a time. is my best approach. Every work morning. Routine is my friend. Weekends can be for the little hikes and fun things I want to do to explore our new home town.
I'll work in the healthier eating I need, but my focus this week will be the mini workouts. Start small, the rest will come along. So, tomorrow morning, up and out of bed by 5:30. No snooze, no excuses. My gift to myself for the day.