It's all about choices.... Today had many ups and many downs. I choose to focus on the ups. I choose not to give into the downs. If I do, then tomorrow's ups won't be as bountiful, and I need them.
I can make good choices tonight because I chose to run today. My choice for that run, like in Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken, made all the difference.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Readjustment
Again I am remaking, this time simply by readjusting and refocusing. I amnot sure what happened, but I lost sight of something, and found myself in agrouchy place. Despite moving very quickly, I don't feel as though I havegotten much done. Perhaps it's what got done (tasks requested by and forothers), and more importantly what didn't get done, i.e., things that arecritical to my well-being. That focus left me feeling fatter, less fit, fickle,and exhausted. Fortunately, I have halted that movement.
For the past 10 days, I have gotten back to my basics. Why do I continue to forget how critical theyare for me? Without them, I ultimatelyend up physically, emotionally, and mentally spent. With them, I am completely complete for myfunctioning purposes, though perhaps not in others’ eyes. Theirs, however, do not get me through thedays and nights, so they must be closed to me.
Most significantly, the basics on which I am pursuing primarily are eatingbetter and exercising. With them, I have perspective.
Once again, it’s back to what matters for, and is important to, me. And once again, it’s back to choices. Finally, it’s back to thinking about thatwhich I can control and that which I can’t control.
Having sorted out my current thoughts just a bit, it’s now time for a run. After all, everything’s better for me after a run….
I add this rose as a reminder for me to remember....
As an aside, I have not been particularly fond of roses lately, but I am particularly fond of the 2 dozen colorful ones I received for Mother's Day. I am enjoying watching them change each day, though they ultimately still are the same. They are getting better with time. Oh, am I now writing about the roses or me, or both?
For the past 10 days, I have gotten back to my basics. Why do I continue to forget how critical theyare for me? Without them, I ultimatelyend up physically, emotionally, and mentally spent. With them, I am completely complete for myfunctioning purposes, though perhaps not in others’ eyes. Theirs, however, do not get me through thedays and nights, so they must be closed to me.
Most significantly, the basics on which I am pursuing primarily are eatingbetter and exercising. With them, I have perspective.
Once again, it’s back to what matters for, and is important to, me. And once again, it’s back to choices. Finally, it’s back to thinking about thatwhich I can control and that which I can’t control.
Having sorted out my current thoughts just a bit, it’s now time for a run. After all, everything’s better for me after a run….
I add this rose as a reminder for me to remember....
As an aside, I have not been particularly fond of roses lately, but I am particularly fond of the 2 dozen colorful ones I received for Mother's Day. I am enjoying watching them change each day, though they ultimately still are the same. They are getting better with time. Oh, am I now writing about the roses or me, or both?
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Inspiration
http://link.brightcove.com/services/player/bcpid1873859666?bclid=1873840957&bctid=1879686789
If this link works, it shows a video that brought tears to my eyes and motivation to my body.... Joan Benoit Samuelson is a true inspiration to me, and has been so as long as I can remember. Lest I not forget the Nike poster she signed for me at the Boston Marathon Expo in 1999, the year I ran Boston!
If this link works, it shows a video that brought tears to my eyes and motivation to my body.... Joan Benoit Samuelson is a true inspiration to me, and has been so as long as I can remember. Lest I not forget the Nike poster she signed for me at the Boston Marathon Expo in 1999, the year I ran Boston!
Taking time
I took time today for something I wanted to do, with no negative impact to
my boys (husband, son, and dog) and huge positive rewards to me! I need to
remember that as I move forward.
On my way home from the office, I decided to stop at Dave's Marketplace to get an autographed copy of Ted Allen's new cookbook. I totally love him, and the show Chopped! I also am turning into a cookbook junkie, and acquiring this one would provide a good fix. Finally, this would make an awesome addition to the food-themed graduation gift on which I am working.
I didn't tell my husband because I didn't know if this rendezvous was possible. However, having made good time on my commute home despite the rain, I decided that I would take a chance. The event was nicely organized! Getting the books was simple, and the wait in aisle 7 was made much more pleasant by the company and the passed snacks offered by the store's staff. The wait was not too long, and well worth it. I saw, shook hands with, conversed a bit with, and took a picture of, Ted Allen. I also got 2 signed copies of his book. The one to my son includes, "The next Chopped Champion."
When I arrived home, the boys were totally fine and I was in a much better mood than usual. Typically, on days like that, when I awake at 3:45 a.m. for a day at the office, I am definitely done by the time I get home in the early evening. However, having taken time to complete a fun task, I was oddly reenergized. While my son completed his homework, I browsed my fun find, mentioning tons of the recipes to my husband and son as possible additions to our table. The resulting family time was wonderful!
What may appear to be a silly or insignificant event ended up being super significant to me, in and of itself and for the benefits it provided already and will continue to provide! For that I am grateful. I am pleased when I can identify what I want and then take steps to make it happen….
On my way home from the office, I decided to stop at Dave's Marketplace to get an autographed copy of Ted Allen's new cookbook. I totally love him, and the show Chopped! I also am turning into a cookbook junkie, and acquiring this one would provide a good fix. Finally, this would make an awesome addition to the food-themed graduation gift on which I am working.
I didn't tell my husband because I didn't know if this rendezvous was possible. However, having made good time on my commute home despite the rain, I decided that I would take a chance. The event was nicely organized! Getting the books was simple, and the wait in aisle 7 was made much more pleasant by the company and the passed snacks offered by the store's staff. The wait was not too long, and well worth it. I saw, shook hands with, conversed a bit with, and took a picture of, Ted Allen. I also got 2 signed copies of his book. The one to my son includes, "The next Chopped Champion."
When I arrived home, the boys were totally fine and I was in a much better mood than usual. Typically, on days like that, when I awake at 3:45 a.m. for a day at the office, I am definitely done by the time I get home in the early evening. However, having taken time to complete a fun task, I was oddly reenergized. While my son completed his homework, I browsed my fun find, mentioning tons of the recipes to my husband and son as possible additions to our table. The resulting family time was wonderful!
What may appear to be a silly or insignificant event ended up being super significant to me, in and of itself and for the benefits it provided already and will continue to provide! For that I am grateful. I am pleased when I can identify what I want and then take steps to make it happen….
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Mind murmur
I love working in the office. I just wish the commute was not so significant (280 miles round trip).
Sunday, April 1, 2012
April's Arrival
Well, March is done. It was all over the board. Suffice it to say that I finished strong at work. Further focus is not required; it's time to tread....
For a Sunday, today was successful. I started at the gym. It was only 40 minutes, but it was something. I'll take it. The rest of the day was filled with being a Mom and a daughter.
I began making a monthly plan.... There's lots to do, but all of it doesn't have to get done. I need to prioritize; it's possible.... I am a doer more than a thinker. I like to plan, but have learned that too much planning puts me in paralysis. When I do, I move. Thankfully, my movement of late have been forward. I believe same is a result of focusing on what works for me, and on what advances my needs and wants, rather than focusing on what others might expect of me.
Daily dose of delight: going with it....
For a Sunday, today was successful. I started at the gym. It was only 40 minutes, but it was something. I'll take it. The rest of the day was filled with being a Mom and a daughter.
I began making a monthly plan.... There's lots to do, but all of it doesn't have to get done. I need to prioritize; it's possible.... I am a doer more than a thinker. I like to plan, but have learned that too much planning puts me in paralysis. When I do, I move. Thankfully, my movement of late have been forward. I believe same is a result of focusing on what works for me, and on what advances my needs and wants, rather than focusing on what others might expect of me.
Daily dose of delight: going with it....
Plan for Poetry Month
My second grader told me last week that April is poetry month. I was a bit nervous about recognizing that until I reminded myself that anything I do will be great -- my approach does not have to be amazing; an attempt will be more than adequate.
In preparation, when we were at the library yesterday, we got 2 books. Tonight, we read the first chapter of Poetry Matters by Ralph Fletcher. We also read some Shel Silverstein and Robert Frost. The latter is by far my favorite. Specifically, we read The Road Not Taken, which brought back memories of high school when I memorized that poem for declaration. I also read Into My Own, a recent favorite.
My Son wrote a poem,
Mom, you're a bomb!
Can I rhyme.
Well you tell me.
Can it be?
Do you think I can?
With that, I consider the first day of poetry month a total success. Here's to hoping that we can keep it up....
In preparation, when we were at the library yesterday, we got 2 books. Tonight, we read the first chapter of Poetry Matters by Ralph Fletcher. We also read some Shel Silverstein and Robert Frost. The latter is by far my favorite. Specifically, we read The Road Not Taken, which brought back memories of high school when I memorized that poem for declaration. I also read Into My Own, a recent favorite.
My Son wrote a poem,
Mom, you're a bomb!
Can I rhyme.
Well you tell me.
Can it be?
Do you think I can?
With that, I consider the first day of poetry month a total success. Here's to hoping that we can keep it up....
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