When I was a kid, I went to Sunday school and heard that in the Noah story, it rained for "40 days and 40 nights". I heard that Jesus fasted in the desert for 40 days. My teachers told me that "40 days and 40 nights" was a symbolic number, indicating completeness. To a pre-teen? It sounded like a "very long time".
When I was a teenager/young adult, the phrase "Life begins at 40" became popular.
Well, today is Day 40 of my 90 day commitment to 100% compliance with my plan. Of course that means that in order to be 100% compliant one has to devise a plan with some flexibility to allow for the adjustments of life. But face it, people, you know when you are "on plan" and when you are not, even when you make those adjustments.
So far, so good. I have had adjustments, but the major thrust of my plan this time was to avoid the "binge" / "uncontrolled" eating, the "don't even write it down, girl" episodes. And I have. This has sprung into the beginning of the training plan for that triathlon, and while THAT definitely has required adjustments due to weather and listening to the body (very important, people, especially for us ladies and shall we call us "mature" athletes), I'm on track.
And the interesting thing is that I'm in one of those blessed phases of training where I look forward to the workouts: yesterday all day at work I kept telling myself "I get to swim tonight". I drove to the gym full of giggles. I swam with what seemed to me ease, the breathing spaced out more, no panic or second thoughts... just keep swimming.
Tonight... "I get to run". If I'm lucky, and I get home promptly, and the weather "kind of" cooperates, I might even go outside to do so. Because last night, driving home from the gym, I saw others out running on the dry sidewalks between the snow-covered verges... and I wanted to be there, too.
LIFE *is* good. And as I keep reminding myself, because it's just bubbling over right now: "even better when I'm fit". Consistently living it consciously (forget that day 38 consciousness "hiccup"), and being creatively grateful, Spark on, my friends, Spark on!