Thinking this through, maybe instead of saying “If you are tired of starting over, stop quitting,” we should instead “If you are tired of starting over, do it anyway.”
A billion dollar industry screams at us that we aren’t doing enough. That we are fat because we are not clocking the hours sweating. The the amount of energy exerted isn’t enough. That we aren’t doing enough. That we aren’t enough, plain and simple. As I have mentioned before, I was one of those believers…… Continue reading Put Exercise in its Place
For me the action was cooking and adding the “extra” to the meals. By doing this I am fighting the lies of worthlessness by showing myself I am worth the time. I am allowed to take up space. I am allowed quality.
I realized I was not only tired from having little kids, I was tired because my body was not properly trained and maintained to support my life.
The things that are the best for me are often the things I have to will myself to do. Exercising, eating well, spending time with God, practicing gratitude; are all things that have positive results on my life but without intentional decisions I would quit in the middle every single time. We do not control…… Continue reading Stuck in the Middle
Spring in Central Indiana, the morning air is crisp and invigorating, the midday temperatures are cool and refreshing, and the afternoon weather is warm and inviting. The constant change is a great reminder that fresh air, sunlight, and nature are good for our body and soul.
As the cool down portion of the workout begins, I am filled with gratitude for another reason to think positively of myself. And these thoughts are not related to my size or the way I look. My thoughts are of who I am as a human. My heart rate is up increasing the blood flow to my brain and the steady movement of my body allows by mind to slow. I am able decipher the difference between truth and lies. My thinking is clearer. I notice every muscle’s action and counteraction as I stretch. Movement is intentional. Every breath is deliberate. Filling my lungs with air, followed by exhaling as I stretch the muscle further. The discomfort and tightness I felt before the workout are absent. My muscles are fatigued from the exercises but are ready for the day.
The effort it takes to pull air into my lungs and my racing heart pushes me to my limits. I am in a push up position. I transition of my body weight to my arms as I crunch one leg to my chest while the other leg extends straight into the air behind me. My…… Continue reading Not about the “W”
Last week marked 4 years since I worked full time as a registered nurse. There are days that I romanticize my time working with patients daily. Mostly on days when the kids aren’t listening and I feel of little importance because my kids keep me humble. My days at the bedside were fast and furious.…… Continue reading Too Serious To Ignore
To all the people who spend time exercising and eating well only to not see a shift on the scale or maybe the number bumped up. All the effort given but the goal is still out of reach. All the work put in but it still didn’t make a difference. The disappointment that hits when…… Continue reading It didn’t work… but it’s not the end