Tuesday, January 29, 2013
My mother must have said it a million times when I was a child. "There's a time and a place for everything." She would go on to add "and the kitchen table is not the place for a belching contest" or "and 8pm on a Sunday night is not the time to announce the science project that is due tomorrow" And on and on..... Sometimes she was joking, sometimes she was dead serious.
She's right in that there is a time and a place where certain things are inappropriate but in the grand scheme of life, the time and place to take care of one's self is here and now; no matter where "here" is or when "now" is. It took me a long time to figure that out. I was always telling myself that "now" was not the time. I would start working out/cooking more/eating healthier once I made a name for myself in my career, once the baby slept through the night, once the kids got older, once we redid the kitchen, once I joined a gym, once we saved enough for a treadmill..... You get the idea. Call it whatever you like: an imbalanced sense of priorities, procrastination, excuses, laziness or perhaps a combination of all of that.
So, just about one month ago, I made the decision that here in my house and now, as in right now, I would start to take care of myself. I would exercise, eat healthier, plan and cook more meals instead of eating out. I started that day. I got off to a slow start that first week. Little spurts at first but over the last few weeks have finally found a rhythm that I can live with and work off of.
I eat a "cleaner" diet - less processed foods, more vegetables, virtually no alcohol or eating out. I exercise with everything in me AT LEAST four times a week - sometimes more but never less. I sleep restfully for the first time in many years. I have more energy to complete the neverending list of household chores, more patience for the children, more affection for my husband.
The time and the place continue to be here and now.......