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Walking in Figure Eights

Since school let out, I have some time at home. This free time is both a pleasure and a problem. The pleasure is that I have time to relax, clean up, read, rest, and work on both my summer writing project work and my school work for next year (it comes so quickly).

The problem is that my house is where I keep food (don’t you?) and it’s not exactly a gym (thank goodness). At this point in my life, I need to eat better and eat less, and I need to move more. Being home seems to be at odds with both of those goals. How to cope? Well, here’s what I’m trying:

  1. Get rid of the crap. This isn’t difficult in and of itself, it’s the fact that I live with other people who are healthy and normal and don’t sabotage themselves by overeating particular foods. So far, though, having certain foods in the house hasn’t been a big deal. I just don’t have the foods that I crave, like ice cream, for example. My sweetheart’s chips aren’t that big a draw for me, at least not yet.
  2. 51PoQ8xw5IL._SX258_BO1,204,203,200_.jpgPlan meals. Picking out meals ahead of time, and shopping for those specific ingredients has been helping. I’m not even too stressed about the specific recipes at this point, as long as I know they’re made with real ingredients (as opposed to heavily processed foods) I’m okay with them. My go-to cookbook is Saving Dinner by Leanne Ely. She’s a certified nutritionist and the recipes are simple and delicious. Her website, SavingDinner.com has tons of free recipes.
  3. Buy good food. What works for me might not work for you, but having stuff I like that’s also good for me helps. I have more fruit in my house, more vegetables, more cottage cheese and yogurt, more oatmeal and cereal, more hard-boiled eggs, and more nuts than I have at other times. These foods fuel me in a way that doesn’t include tons of empty calories.
  4. water-bottle-png-1Drink that water. I get thirsty. I drink. I get hungry. I drink. I take meds. I drink. I want something in my hand. I drink. Drinking water moves me through the day (and down the hall to the restroom…more steps!).
  5. Pay attention to my Fitbit. When it says I better get moving I listen (usually). Every hour we should be moving our bodies, and if I don’t have a certain number of steps with ten minutes left in the hour the Fitbit gives me a reminder to get to it. Sometimes I march in place, and sometimes I walk figure eights around my kitchen island and couch. Why not just go outside? Because we’re already over a hundred degrees here, but the pool is still cold (well, by my picky standards). Soon, though, I’ll be walking laps in there.

I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing, and hopefully that little switch in my brain will click into the spot that helps me rather than sabotages me. I’m so thankful to all the wonderful positive people who have stepped forward to offer encouragement. This is a never-ending battle, but one I can’t afford to lose.


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Tiniest Month Challenge Update

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February is the tiniest month, so I figured I could handle a challenge that was only for this month. I decided to challenge myself to get my Fitbit step count every day in February, and so far so good.
Last Saturday I almost didn’t make it. I was battling a horrible allergy attack all day long, sneezing and wheezing and generally feeling miserable, but I did it.

I even bought myself an assortment of different colored bands for my Fitbit, because although I love magenta, it just doesn’t quite go with everything!

How are you doing with your challenges?


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A Walk

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I took myself on a walk this morning

Through the smoke and fog of time

Along the path covered in weeds

Back to the place I had almost forgotten

 

I took myself on a walk this morning

To the place where you held me

And told me you loved me

And made promises you meant to keep

 

I took myself on a walk this morning

To a place where I hadn’t yet heard of deceit

Where slander was unknown to me

And I assumed everyone was truthful

 

I took myself on a walk this morning

And turned my sight inward

And finally admitted

That I always knew there were lies

Because I was always a liar

 

I took myself on a walk this morning

And it felt good

To be out

To be free

To be on my own

In this space

 

I took myself on a walk this morning

And my shoe rubbed

And my foot ached

And my breath was short

And it was okay

Because I was feeling it all

 

I took myself on a walk this morning

And I was thankful

For the day

And the shoes

And the path

And the history I have carved into the limestone of my life

 

I took myself on a walk this morning

But I never left my home

I never left my head

I never went anywhere at all