Lately, I have been feeling a little out of step. I wasn’t really sure what was going on until I realized a few things. Most mornings I wake and feel like I need to go back to sleep. (When did I stop waking up early and expressing gratitude for each day?) I’ve developed a habit of staying up well past my “bedtime”. (The time that would allow me a full nights sleeping when I get up at 6:00 a.m.) When did I finish that package of Game of Thrones Oreos? When did I stop moving? My activity level has dropped to the point that my Fitbit is probably planning an intervention. (In the not so distant past, hitting 10,000 steps was a light day.) When did I start wearing stretchy pants? And I can’t remember the last time I stepped on a scale. (Geez..)
How did I let this happen??
It does no good to ask why, but to be clear, the best answer is I stopped paying attention to myself. Granted there have been a lot of changes in my life over the last 2 years, but that’s not an excuse.
I deserve better than that.
This revelation has been an eye-opening experience. One thing I know for sure, if I don’t take care of myself, how can I give my best to others? To work? To my family? The answer is I can’t.
Time to dust off the treadmill, crank up Myfitnesspal and pay attention to what I put in my damn mouth…. All things that work for me.
My friends know I’ve always said I’m a work in progress, but at this point in my life I’m determined to complete this project and move to the maintenance stage.
Something I saw on Facebook today;
“Be the reason someone smiles today. Or the reason they drink. Whatever works.”
Made me chuckle.
Okay, let’s talk about the heat. It could be worse. Much, much worse.. we could live in Texas.
Being a from the South, particularly Southeast Texas, I’ve spent many a day in the oppressive heat. Texas summers are not for the faint of heart. The fact is, in Southeast Texas, Houston to be specific, all other seasons bow down to Summer. Autumn is a few short weeks if you are lucky. Growing up we were always hopeful that winter was coming, but most years we were disappointed. Spring slips past you if you blink, running head long into the long, hot, humid summer. (Geez, I’m sweating just thinking about it!)
There are days during the summer months you think will never end. Luckily, most of the homes are air conditioned. Frankly, I don’t know how you could survive without it. The Texas heat is unforgiving and brutal.
So as your guzzling your third glass of water this weekend (don’t forget to hydrate!) my fellow Pacific Northwesters, be grateful that you don’t live in a climate that makes you think you are in a long-term relationship with your AC.
As a child, I brought stray animals’ home all the time. I
was such an animal lover! Horses were my favorite and I dreamed of owning one. Imagine
my delight when I discovered a horse tied to a tree in an empty field when I
was walking home one day. It was like a dream come true! The poor guy had no
water, and nothing to eat, so of course I had to bring it home to feed it! I
As an adult, a few things stick out in my mind. I made it all
the way to my house (at least half a mile or so from that field) and tied him to
a tree in my backyard, before anyone noticed. (We will get to why a 7-year-old was
so far from home alone some other time) The other thing is how incredibly dangerous
it was for me and the horse. Luckily, we both made it through unharmed.
From what I remember, the neighbor who owned the horse was
very unhappy with my decision. I remember a lot of raised voices and threats of
being arrested. I remember my mom saying over and over, “she’s 7, you want her
to go to jail” I can laugh about it now, but that guy was serious.
I’ll end with this; I learned a valuable lesson that day.
You can bring a horse to water and make him drink it, I did, and I was 7. But
then again, it was a hot Texas summer day…
I can’t be alone in this… Do you have a story you want
to share about a “saving” a lost pet? If so, post it in the comments
Sometimes I find myself thinking of days gone by. Of spring nights under a clear Texas sky, full of stars…these moments, those memories are like a flood sometimes and its seems like such a long, long time ago.
In February 2018, I packed up my Malibu, moved across the county leaving Texas in the rear view. It was the scariest thing I’ve ever done. At the time, I was stuck in a job that I hated ( it paid the bills…) and my personal life was in shambles. In the end, I chose ME. It’s the best decision I ever made.
Some days I wake up thinking about the road I’ve traveled, from that small Texas town I grew up in, to an island in the Pacific Northwest and I’m grateful and humbled to see how far I’ve come. Then this week , I moved from that beautiful island to the main land, to a town 45 miles south of Vancouver, BC (British Columbia!) I never imagined I would be here, in this place, at this time.
As this next chapter of my journey begins, its seems like a good time to share some advice I’ve gotten over the years.
Stop being self-conscious. Nobody is paying any attention to you. Everyone is paying more attention to themselves.
I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me earlier in life.
And finally, remember you’re only seeing everyone else’s highlight reel.
The moral of the story…believe in yourself. It’s the most important thing you will ever do.
That’s all for now. I promise I will get better at this. Thanks for reading and I hope you all had a Happy Easter!
Starting a blog is a daunting task and a little scary. There are so many choices to make.
It’s exhausting! Any one who knows me well, knows how much deliberation goes into each choice I make, except were food and men are concerned, but that’s a topic for another post!
When I was thinking about what I was going to write, a few things came to mind. I could post daily tidbits about my life and experiences or I could really focus on a specific topic and dig deep.
I’ve decided to take it slow, step by step as I start this journey and let it unfold organically. (Love that word!) These are uncharted waters, so bear with me as I get my sea legs under me, so to speak. (Love you Alan)
I wanted to write my first post about pollen or at least the effect pollen has on me, (can you say Flonase….girl!), but after setting up this blog, its almost my bedtime and I want to watch an episode or two of The Big Bang Theory before bed. To be continued…
Sweet Dreams 🙂