Before I get to the driven part…
I have to share this little bit of crazy… My mom, as anyone who knows me and her is well aware, is a bit eccentric… I love her but she’s, well she’s unique… and yesterday she came in for a visit and she was flying high and told me to have a seat because she had gone to see a medium on her way in…
I’m sure my face was priceless…
I’ll give her this – the lady pulled out some stuff that makes you go oooooook maybe this stuff isn’t totally hokey… Just some weird things about my dad and me… apparently kept telling my mom something about tea and me – well I don’t drink tea – like at all, but a couple months ago I because obsessed with chai lattes which my mom bought on accident thinking they were coffee… a little weird…
And then she asked my mom if my dad had taken his own life… and my mom told the woman no… and I will say I stopped for a minute when my mom told me that because after he died there was major drama – my step mother accused me of trying to help my dad try to commit suicide (which NEVER happened) but it was a huge blow up that I kept pretty quiet because I was 18 and that whole thing was just ridiculous. I never did even think if the suicide attempt was real… I just knew I had nothing to do with anything of the sort… But seriously that was quite the random factoid…
There were lots of other strange little things that came up too but I guess that final message that came from it all was that supposedly wherever he is, there are still things he is hoping to ease…
Ok so enough of that… and onto how STRONG I feel lately….
I’ve really made the decision to dedicate myself to this journey this time. And it’s paying off. I’ve broken down more times than I’d like to admit. I’ve cursed myself and my body and the designer of the challenge I joined and everyone and everything in between but I am not stopping.
Basically the filling of a lettuce wrap over pasta – soooo good
shopping trip! including what I needed for family dinner night – southwestern chicken “cupcakes” this week made with wonton wrappers.
premade frozen smoothie kits with frozen greek yogurt cubes and frozen spinach cubes
I’m eating awesome foods (I feel like all I do is eat).
And I push myself until I feel like I might break
Last night after my hour or so work out when I realized that jumping jacks are not fun and when I made it through all of my planks without dropping out of any of them I ended up on the floor like this….
I keep saying that the last time I devoted myself to something with this much gusto it was to my education and my career and I think that paid off with mighty rewards. I’ve been really successful I think and I’ve done well for myself… now why can’t I do that same thing with my health and fitness. My mom watched me workout yesterday and said she was so impressed seeing me push through and not give up.
I just have to keep reminding myself that when I start to over think things that I have the power to stop it, that I am in control. I can decide what weight I want to lift and how fast I want to run and I can decide if I want to let other people’s opinions get to me or if I want to be strong and stand up tall on my own.
I have an amazing life ahead of me. I plan to be fit and in shape so that I can enjoy it. An hour of sweat and tears and struggle each night followed by being sore the next day is totally worth knowing that I’m getting stronger each day. That tomorrow walking that flight of stairs won’t put me out of breath, that I will jump at the chance to be out and about for an entire day and that I’ll get excited to put on new clothes…
And it’s not like I’m giving anything up to devote this time to my health – in fact Monday I went and saw and amazing band – The Beauty Slap perform at the first happy hour sponsored by the Pittsburgh Cultural Trust where Pittsburgh Artist and friend of mine Baron Batch was painting. I had a couple drinks and some nibbles and I came home and did over an hour of leg day… and collapsed afterwards… but damn if I didn’t do what I needed to do..
I’m not going to let things bring me down right now – I didn’t get the Matthew Mayfield house show and you know what that’s ok – his music still inspires me… but I get to write my own story moving forward… I get to write my own album and my own music… I control this destiny… bring it on…