A
lot of what I do is done a fairly brisk pace, (that’s an understatement if
there ever was one.) Much of what I do is at a dead run. People to see, notes
to write, treatment plans, lectures, groups, emails, phone calls, discharge
summaries, meetings, (after meeting, after meeting). Much of me wants to slow
things down and do everything with a greater attention to detail. At times, I
feel as if I’m in the McDonalds of the treatment world because of the high
volume of people we treat.
I
might sound like I’m complaining, I’m not. It’s very fast paced and I don’t get
bored. But when all is said and done, the long days, longer commute impact my
own home life and I tend to get into the same rush, rush, rush mode. Not good
for soul or body.
I
chose a path I named, “least likely to be mugged on”, since I was alone, and
evening was coming. Around and around I went, enjoying the spring smells, the
bird songs, and the broad expanse of clouds and skies. I walked steady for 40 or so minutes and realized I was
tired, and needed to go home and rest. Another day done I tucked myself into
bed and promptly fell asleep.
New
day, new challenges. People with issues, people with problems, paper work.
Lectured on cross-addiction, filling the white board with all the things that
can come into life and suddenly tip the balance by becoming too much a focus,
upsetting a person’s equilibrium and creating chaos.
Noon
time, my floor to ceiling windows revealed an iffy weather pattern that might
let me walk for a while. Grabbing a coat I walked the blocks to the local
library where I sat on a quaint park bench enjoying the fountain and the few
warm rays of sun on my face. Ah, apple and cheese. Satisfying, healthy.
Group,
meeting to review a report, put files away and home. Well
more like a 1.5 hour commute and then later home. Dinner
- boneless, skinless chicken cooked in vegetable oil, wrapped in a flour tortilla
shell, with cucumbers, sliced fresh lettuce and a sparing sprinkle of the forbidden
Ranch dressing. Yummmm. Now, I’m faced with the chilly weather and
deciding if the noon time walk was enough and I’m good for exercise today.
I
made a commitment to up my exercise;
to get serious. Um, this is fighting with “I’m cold, I’m tired and a hot bath
would feel so good right now. “ Ah, the
choices we make. This is when it would help to have somebody else to say, “Come
on Robin, let’s go. Let’s get it done!”
My
Weight Watcher’s leader continues to challenge me not to depend on other people
to determine my commitment to fitness. It has to be something I want, and am
willing to pursue even if it’s just me, walking the park, alone, at night. (now that sounds sadder than it really was,
honestly).
Sigh,
it’s a lot easier to exercise when the day is still in full swing. I may bail
on the evening walk. We’ll see. Well, I don’t know if any of you decided to get
serious about your own fitness. If you’re struggling try making a list of 50
reasons you want to be fit. Be honest and you’ll be surprised at how much it
really means to you. Paste that list somewhere you’ll see it and then watch to
see how your mind will work on taking charge of the plan of action to meet your
goals.
My
list of 50 reasons I want to get fit and lose weight.
1. Be stronger
2.
Be learner
3.
Cut my risk of related health issues
4.
Look cuter
5.
Be able to hike longer, and on more
challenging trails
6.
Be able to ride farther on my bike
7.
Be able to shop in sizes not labeled, “Faded
Glory” and “Sag Harbor”, (really what nit-whit names clothes for larger women
those names)
8.
Be able to wear a swimsuit and not feel
like a “beached whale”
9.
Be able to swim more laps and not be
tired
10.
Be able to shop for cuter clothes
11.
Feel like I look “smarter”
12.
Be able to tie my shoes more comfortably
13.
Not have to worry about a “spare tire”
14.
Be able to run up the stairs at work
15.
Have less stress
16.
Enjoy more outdoor sports
17.
Enjoy shopping in the “normal” section
18.
Feel happy I’ve reached my goal
19.
Live longer
20.
Be happy that I’ve gained a new measure
of self-discipline
21.
Be glad I’m a role model for my family
22.
Be happy I can show people, age is only
a number
23.
Strut my stuff (lol)
24.
Enjoy wearing sleeveless dresses again
25.
Enjoy wearing shorts again
26.
Enjoy getting a suntan laying at the
pool
27.
Feel a greater sense of overall healthiness
28.
Have more energy to serve God
29.
Have more energy to help people
30.
Renew my interests in my hobbies
31.
Enjoy walking at the beach more
32.
Have a make-over and feel I deserve it
33.
Smile at a cute guy and not feel
self-conscious
34.
Get excited about clothes again
35.
Feel like it’s ok to paint my nails
since I’m “looking good”
36.
My feet won’t hurt so much since “I’m
lighter on my feet
37.
My back won’t hurt so much
38.
My heart won’t have to pump my blood
through so much fat
39.
I won’t have “cankles” (ankles that lap
over)
40.
When someone calls, “Thunder thighs.” I
won’t have to answer , “Yes?”
41. I won’t have to wonder what I look like
from the back.
42. I can look forward to a “treat” and not
a binge
43.
I can enjoy fruit, and delicious veggie
44.
My mind will be sharper
45.
I won’t feel “sluggish”
46.
I won’t want to nap if I sit down
47.
I’ll work on being a “cute old lady” and
not feel like an idiot
48.
I’ll have more time to work on other
things
49.
I’ll find new restaurants that have
really good, healthy meals
50.
I’ ll inspire other people to tackle
their own fitness/health
Well, time for this girl to get to bed.
Be happy,
be blessed
and be fit!
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