Life can be funny
sometimes, y'know? I've noticed that in my OWN life I can work myself
into and out of a funk on a pretty regular basis. The last month or two
I have been living in extreme funk-ville.
In retrospect, I can laugh. I can see the humor and the tunnel-vision, all at the same time. Today I chose to reframe things. You see, I'm a perfectionist. Sometimes being a perfectionist is beneficial to me, but most days it is a hindrence rather than a help. But I'm OK now. I'm working through it.
Why a "Tale of Two Lives?" Because I am the same person I was yesterday, in the same situation, with the same circumstances. The same difficulties and stressors darkened my doorway this morning as did yesterday, but I am choosing to reframe the context and count my blessings.
Yesterday I was feeling a bit trapped in this "post-obese" body. Yesterday I was becoming frustrated with the limitations of always needing to be minful of my intake and my activity level. I was paying too much attention to the "perceived bummers" that remaining a healthy and fit woman brings along with it. You know the negative chatter "I wish I could eat this.....I wish I didn't HAVE to exercise every day...I wish I didn't have contraints on my time...I wish I could do what I WANT!"
Then it hit me again like a ton of bricks, I DO have the freedom to do exactly what I want. So I need to be careful and guard my "wants" like a precious gift. I need to recalibrate when that inner-brat is beginning that chatter in my brain in an attempt to make me feel incapable, unloved, and downright sorry for myself.
I have a life that I would envy. I make my own hours, I help people bring health into their lives, my husband homeschools our darling 10-year old boy. I have a roof over my head, food on my table, and relatively few outside "pressures."
I only have the pressure I put on myself. I have plenty of time to be active, to go for a run, to go for a swim, I know how to cook and to eat healthily, and my family is doing fine!
So what it boils down to is this. Remembering who I am and what I can do. Remembering that I alone am responsible for what I put into my body, and I alone am responsible for how much I choose to move it around. Remembering that this life, my life, is a gift and we all have our "stuff" we deal with but that I HAVE done this, I CAN continue doing this, and I WILL continue to remain healthy.
What does that look like today in my life? I am on my eating plan. And life is good.
Rinse and Repeat!
In retrospect, I can laugh. I can see the humor and the tunnel-vision, all at the same time. Today I chose to reframe things. You see, I'm a perfectionist. Sometimes being a perfectionist is beneficial to me, but most days it is a hindrence rather than a help. But I'm OK now. I'm working through it.
Why a "Tale of Two Lives?" Because I am the same person I was yesterday, in the same situation, with the same circumstances. The same difficulties and stressors darkened my doorway this morning as did yesterday, but I am choosing to reframe the context and count my blessings.
Yesterday I was feeling a bit trapped in this "post-obese" body. Yesterday I was becoming frustrated with the limitations of always needing to be minful of my intake and my activity level. I was paying too much attention to the "perceived bummers" that remaining a healthy and fit woman brings along with it. You know the negative chatter "I wish I could eat this.....I wish I didn't HAVE to exercise every day...I wish I didn't have contraints on my time...I wish I could do what I WANT!"
Then it hit me again like a ton of bricks, I DO have the freedom to do exactly what I want. So I need to be careful and guard my "wants" like a precious gift. I need to recalibrate when that inner-brat is beginning that chatter in my brain in an attempt to make me feel incapable, unloved, and downright sorry for myself.
I have a life that I would envy. I make my own hours, I help people bring health into their lives, my husband homeschools our darling 10-year old boy. I have a roof over my head, food on my table, and relatively few outside "pressures."
I only have the pressure I put on myself. I have plenty of time to be active, to go for a run, to go for a swim, I know how to cook and to eat healthily, and my family is doing fine!
So what it boils down to is this. Remembering who I am and what I can do. Remembering that I alone am responsible for what I put into my body, and I alone am responsible for how much I choose to move it around. Remembering that this life, my life, is a gift and we all have our "stuff" we deal with but that I HAVE done this, I CAN continue doing this, and I WILL continue to remain healthy.
What does that look like today in my life? I am on my eating plan. And life is good.
Rinse and Repeat!
1 comment:
Stacy I believe we all deal with it. Our gluten/carb loaded world is challenging. Really appreciate this post.
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