#project365: Week 2


2019 is up and running.

There have been 14 days of unadulterated fun.

Two Mondays worth of Mondays.

14 days of life, interrupted.

Week one: we bought a treadmill!

We were so excited, we plugged it in as soon as it came home.

It took us about 10 minutes to realize the newly acquired nirvana was not working properly.

Day 14: one week later, the treadmill remain on the fritz.

In that time, I’ve binged.  I’ve skipped sleep.  I’ve re-started my caffeine kick.  And had at least three glasses of wine.

The slope sure is slippery, and I’m finding myself back on a familiar path.

Except…except this time truly is different.

This time, I caught myself.  Before things became too comfortable.  Before the excuses started rolling in.  Before the binge day became a binge month. And I curbed myself from engaging in another round.  I acknowledged it and refuse to completely derail.

Who knows how long it will take for us to get the treadmill up and running.  But in the meantime, I’m packing a bag for the gym.

I’m making plans to kick start a more structured meal system.

I’m spending more time in the mirror addressing myself: flaws and all.

Because of this…self love….forgiveness….unwillingness to quit…

This time…I will not fail.


Tick tock goes the clock

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Tick tock goes the clock…so what are you doing with the time?

Last October, I had a revelation.  An a ha moment if you will.

Time is passing me by…and it’s going a helluva lot quicker than I thought.

Shorty is now 11, and Tiny is 6.

They’re nothing learning new things, both good and bad, and here I sit, still the same.

Same look. Same weight. Only one additional stamp in my passport! (This one hurts me the most)

So what’s a girl to do?

Resolve to make the same changes as the year before?

Starve herself in hopes of moving the scale?

How about none of these.

What if, instead of limiting my calories, I found something I loved to do more than my desire to eat those chocolate chip cookies?

What if, instead of complaining about what I see in the mirror, I choose to love myself instead.

2018 has been full of plenty of ups and downs. But the best takeaway, I think, would have to be the massive amount of introspection I’ve undertaken.  I’ve learned what makes me tick.  Where I went wrong in past relationships.  Where I veer off path in my current.

I learned what makes my parenting awesome, as well as areas where I fall short.

I love where I am in my journey.

So the next step in my journey is to take care of my physical.

Away I go…

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