Yesterday was a good day for walking. I walk to work (as I normally do) and instead of going straight home I went to the library to
pick up a book I had on hold. I also grabbed a collection of Beginner/Intermediate level French Audio CD/Workbook collection. I took French for five years (although the first year was in middle school and doesn't really count) so I have a good background but I haven't used it ten years¹ so this should be a good way to flex my language muscles. I almost bought a copy of
One Hundred Years of Solitude in Spanish at the bookstore the other day, thinking of going through it line by line to learn to learn Spanish. However, methinks its best to master what I already know partially.
After the library I walked home, clocking a little over another mile. I even turned down a ride home for my husband because it's not
that long of a walk why waste the energy? In total I walked 3.6 miles yesterday which is helpful because I don't think I'll be doing much today with the looming rain clouds and plans to have lunch with my mother and grandmother.
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I'm not huge Office fan (at least American Office) but
this is exactly how I work -- who needs a bully
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But I'm spending the morning thinking about my fitness goals. Specifically I am pondering the attitude I want to have about them. Of course my first instinct was "flat stomach, rock hard abs, etc" but I want it to be a rounder, wholesome, life change not solely a physical change. I'm in a discussion group with some wonderful lady friends and this came up today. All of use (womankind, not calling out my friends) have issues with our body. And although this occurs to men, I'm not pretending it doesn't, I do no believe it occurs with the same voracity or universality as it does with women. This is, of course, completely ridiculous but being aware of it consciously does not solve it completely.
When I think of inspiration for getting healthy it's never photographs of other women., I tried that in high school and all it did was make me depressed. Comparing myself to others is the road to hell. Plain and simple. Again, though, this is how
I work -- I'm not going to tell other people to play by my rules. Now, do i think women shaming is a healthy attitude? Hell no, but I'm not your mom, either. Anyway, I'm working on a Pinterest board of inspiration for in the way I need it. I'm not usually a quote person but here and there I find them effective. I'm trying to avoid things that say "8 moves to a sexy you" because I
am sexy now. I just want to be healthier. I need motivation to feel better inside. As I mentioned to my fabulous lady friends, when I was thinner I still thought I was a cow. What the heck kind of thinking is that? Cruel and unnecessary. It didn't motivate me, it just made me resistant to maintain anything or anything healthy. Why should I? I mean, even if I was thin I hated myself, what's the reward there? So I need to stop that thinking somehow. I don't know how yet, but I want to try. Getting into TU and much more so, the SPPA program, has made me feel really good about myself. This is the time to work on my opinion of myself. I am worth it. [Insert Stuart Smalley reference here]
¹ Mother jumper! I can't believe I graduated high school ten years ago. Scary!