My son is twenty years old. I sometimes feel as if he is twenty going on 7. Before I go any further, I have to state he is the great love of my life. I raised him without his dad around and with the very close knit love, support, patience and help of my small family. I love him so very much – and dammit if he isn’t the one person I think of as “dumbass” more than anyone else? Was I the same at his age? I mean – I had to be RIGHT?!
So. Once again cancelled gym membership. I’m not against exercise. Not in the slightest.
But here is what I gave myself permission to do. Save money. Don’t spend money on something that I have to FORCE myself to go to maybe twice per week. Feel guilty when I don’t. And? Start to find myself self-sabotaging my goals as I feel bad. (Misery loves company don’t ya know?) Why pay to torture myself in a negative way?
I LOVE to walk. Move my body outside – especially in my neighborhood and town. Watch the people move about: families, groups of kids, walking pairs, dog walkers..you name it! It’s so damned meditative and freeing to have a podcast talking in my ears, watching my breathing (I do huff and puff a bit sometimes!), and have my senses filled with fresh air and a beautiful scenic surrounding.
“While he’d made plenty of half-hearted attempts to join gyms and start various fitness programs over the years, he found that walking was something to which he could actually stick.”
This was from an article about a dude that lost 100 lbs. While he had other motivators that he clung to – what struck me was his tried and failed attempts at the gym. DITTO. Walking is where it is at for me; which I discovered this year. I won’t give it up – and I won’t pay for something I will not use! (When we lose all daylight again, I’ll simply do what I can when I and not plunk down another few hundred dollars)
Last night I got home from work, changed my clothes, and was out the door for as much of a walk as I could get before it was dark. I put on the ugly safety vest (I mean REALLY ugly vest), plugged into my true crime podcast and off I went! (I even posted them on Instagram and also in my Instastory for fun). It wasn’t my “big” loop that is just around 3 miles, but I didn’t have time for that. I had to get in SOMETHING before it was too dark. And it was AWESOME.
Look around you. Give yourself permission to do what works. What makes you happy. What will help you get where you want to be!
I cannot believe I left this little blog for over a year. I will admit I was running experiment over on Tumblr ( My Tumblr page – Snippets ) and it has been kind of fun. But what it really allows me is to talk all “Arrow”, Stephen Amell, Emily Bett Rickards, et al – all of the time. I have plunked out a few fun picsets and fan art and I have waxed on and on with theories and what not. It’s been great fun. I won’t give it up. But what it hasn’t turned about to be? A true real blog. The style of the site and speed in which folks toss up gifsets, and other media doesn’t really lend itself to the type of more traditional blog I’m used to. And I’m old. So. Yeah. There you go.
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