Wednesday, February 27, 2013
I was saying just recently that, when you fall as far and as hard as I have these past couple of years, just thinking about the effort required to find your 'normal' again seems daunting. I would like to say that I am infallible when it comes to making good choices for myself. I would like to say that I have been eating healthy, thinking healthy, and that the really great life I once had is the one I'm still living. But none of that is true.
We all have our demons to conquer. We all find ourselves facing challenges which seem bigger than we are. We have choices at that point; we can choose to let the challenges devour us by choosing to feel sorry for ourselves and getting hung up on the 'unfairness' of it all. Or, we can choose to go with the flow and keep in mind that we don't get to choose what life hands us, but we can absolutely choose how we handle it. Sadly, I was in the former category for a long time. I'm still a long, long way from where I want to be, but I'm getting nearer to the goal.
The new plan is to keep moving forward by not expecting too much of myself and setting completely unreasonable goals. I, being an impatient person, have tried to go from point A to point Z in one leap. I've been frustrated with the discouraging results. I am finally at a point where I realize that there are a lot of points between A and Z, and I must make that progress one point at a time.
A couple of weeks ago, I started with four smallish daily goals. 1. I would drink fresh water daily, 2. I would eat a healthy breakfast daily, as this had always been a given in my healthier days, 3. I would take a multivitamin daily, also a habit I once adhered to religiously, and 4. I would pick up my hoop every day, even if it was only for one song. These were fairly easy, but I wanted them mastered before adding more to my goals. Jumping right in and saying, "Ok, I'm going to eat all vegan, never fall off the wagon, work out 7 days a week for an hour each time, and challenge myself with something uncomfortable on a daily basis," was a recipe for certain failure. How do I know? Because I made that promise to myself a lot of times, and succeeded only in fits and starts.
I see and feel a difference already. I started juicing, and I'm drinking fruit and veggie smoothies at least 4 times a week. I freaking love smoothies. I don't always like the time involved in preparing a fruit salad or a regular salad, but I can throw some stuff into a blender, hit the frozen drink button, and have something delicious and super healthy in less than 5 minutes from start to finish. My complexion is so much different already, smoother and clearer. I have more energy. And, an effect I have always noted, the more I make healthy decisions for myself, the more I want to and the further motivated I feel. Just doing good things for my health improves my mood.
A little bit at a time, but always moving forward. That is the promise I have made to myself. Patience. Persistence. Never giving up. Never making excuses. I could find an endless array of excuses, but I will choose not to.