30 days. The amount of time in days that Whole30 suggests you go cold turkey and give up your glutton way of eating (the “glutton” addition is mine). Just make a decision right now to stop trying to fuel your body with unhealthy stuff and turn towards what will really give it energy.
I think being in my 40’s means I want to a) get fit so that my 60+ are easier and b) fit in with who I am.
So what is stopping me from going “all in” with making a health change? Laziness? Procrastination? Fear?
I am a junkie.
An exercise DVD junkie. It’s like I collect DVD’s and start a routine or two. I might even make it two weeks…but then I slip back into my old habit of making excuses.
My latest craving? Borrowed P90X from a friend. I sorta started it. I like it. Don’t get me wrong. It’s just finding time to be serious about it. Blocking out the time.
I’ve also realized that life happens. In Seasons. And this is the season that I may not have a block of 1 hr exercise increments. I’ll need to get creative. But I want to set myself up for a win. So I just do about 15-30 minutes. It’s a start. 🙂
Although it’s Fall Break, I found myself up early today to help the hubby get out the door to work. I made coffee. He left. Kids asleep. Too dark outside to sit and drink my coffee on the deck. So I sat in my comfy chair-and-a-half. Cross legged. Eyes closed. Coffee cup at the ready. Crickets. Actual ones. I hear them through my 20+ yr old single paned out of date windows –(the kind that beckons sales reps from window companies that are “in the neighborhood working.”)
My thought “I appreciate the quiet of the house and my world right now. And I also appreciate the fact that it is not always like this.” Yes. The reality is that I want these quiet moments to be cherished. And sought out. Because it means my children are still small. And home with me making noise, playing cops & robbers or walking the plank as a pirate. Or both at the same time. I used to think “oh, I love quiet and why can’t it be more of this in my day!” But if I had quiet all the time, it would mean I didn’t have the noise makers. And I love those noise makers. I love to be with them. I love my quiet time too…but I need to treasure them. That’s what this season is all about. Noise. And how to make more of it.