My close friends might think I am making reference to my fear of heights but this post is not about that.
My post today has more to do with an old joke that I love..............
If the dust and clutter bother you..............take off your glasses!
A few days ago, while taking a shower, I looked down at my legs...............
OMG! I'm 61 years old and I spent over 55 years of that life with a bit too much meat stuffed into my lower body. Now as I look down at my legs, at least 4 sizes smaller, I am reminded of a melted candle.
You see, the thighs now smaller, don't have nearly as much sausage keeping the casings tight and that skin seems to be melting down toward my knees.
Ok, it's not bad enough to go screaming to the plastic surgeon's office, but it's one of those moments when I have to ask myself.....Why did you spend so many years over-stuffing those sausage thighs?
Well, I want you to know I didn't waste any time berating myself. It is what it is....there are plenty of other things that have left me with indications of my age and a life well spent and um....misspent.
Once out of that shower, I got a look at my shoulders and arms while I towel dried my hair. Nice. Sculpted. Not bad for an old broad! LOL
Don't look down! LOL
The other day, I got some great sale items. A pair of shoes, (for once dress shoes instead of runners) some turtlenecks for this endless wintry weather we've been having, and some bright and supportive, running tops and a pair of running leggings.
When I tried on my new purchases, my view in the full length mirror made me happy....remember, don't look down....look from the right perspective! LOL What I saw in the mirror was a lean athletic body. This is the me I have become. This is the me I like to see.
Putting these things away, I started to laugh at myself. When I first ventured to add running to my walks, I did so in the same walking shorts and oversize t-shirts. It didn't matter much, I couldn't run very far without having to walk again, but soon it became obvious that damp, perspiration soaked cotton is not exactly comfortable. As I ran more and more, I dug through my drawers and closets to find more appropriate wear. I rewarded myself with workout clothing and I felt good when I wore things that fit well and looked like the runner I was becoming. Now, the storage box under the bed with my various jog bras and running tops and tech t's is overstuffed. I know I have mentioned in the past how my husband teases me about all my running and walking shoes. And there is a drawer filled ( again to over-flowing) with running shorts and skorts. In the closet, I have a drawer with leggings, tights and wind pants, all dedicated gear for runs. Oh, and then the office closet is the location for some jackets, fleece vests and other gear.
I've created a monster! LOL
What's the point of this blog?
It's all about change.
Change takes time.
Change looks different from different angles or perspectives.
In order to see change in ourselves, we have to start, we have to work at it, we need to keep moving along even when it seems like nothing is happening. And we need to look at things from many different angles!
Don't look down!
Oh. One final thought in this ramble.
The scale generally requires looking down. Huh....I wouldn't say don't look at the scale, but I will say, it's not the only thing we need to look at.