11.16.13
Lisa is having surgery.
I
am on my own for one week.
Thank goodness there are a ton of classes to fill my
time! I so wanted to bail today.
You know those days where you just don’t wanna. I did want to curl up on the
couch in my sweats and drink another cup of coffee. But I didn’t want to leave
the house. I didn’t want to sweat. I didn’t want to work hard. But as fate
would have it I do not cancel unless I am really sick. Or laid out. So there I
went off to work out with Lisa. And it did go by fast-ish. And it wasn’t super
awful.
My husband came home from the gym
deflated. “I’ve been loyal this working out 3 days a week. We having been
eating poorly and the scale has not moved an inch!” I am dumbstruck. “Are you
lifting heavier weights?” “yes.” “Are you running faster and longer?” “Yes.”
“Are your clothes fitting the same or better?” “yes.” “Do I think you are crazy
sexy and have a super hot bod?” “Yes.” “Then WHY would you care what that scale
says? It reflects absolutely NOTHING but a number. It only holds power if you
give it power.”
Then I feel quite proud of myself. I am elevated to a higher
plain of self realization and acceptance. Me, the Buddha, and oh darn it.
Practice what you preach I hear, probably Buddha, whisper in my head. I have heard this saying a million and a
half times. Now I am having to apply this to every thought that creeps into my
brain. Sometimes that voice whispers the f word. And I am no longer elevated to
a higher plain. Why oh why does my little brain what me to feel bad about my
body? The definition of a habit is: A recurrent, often unconscious pattern
of behavior that is acquired through frequent repetition. Seriously?! That
could not be a better fit. Okay they say to successfully break a bad
habit you have to: replace it.
Okay good thoughts. Check.
I have been self
worshiping quite a bit lately, if I do say so myself. Reading a lot about habits I found this
great quote:
So rather than beating yourself up
over a mistake, plan for it. We all get off track, what separates top
performers from everyone else is that they get back on track very quickly.
That’s what I want to do! Here we
go. Back in the saddle!
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