At the beginning of the month, I mentioned my nook. Do you remember my nook?
My nook was built to protect myself from these stings that I'm feeling. I was really hoping I wouldn't feel them. But I am. Big time. And I must be honest with you all right now. I haven't used my nook at all. I've just been shuffling around in circles like I've been looking for my glasses that have been right on my face the whole time.
Full Confession:
I haven't practiced my guitar
I have been doing half-assed thank yous
I haven't meditated at all
I haven't been getting all my water
I haven't been taking my vitamins
I didn't track all my meals for the weekend
I didn't blog over the weekend (I was out of town, no laptop)
Nook Related Confession:
I haven't been using the fireplace
I haven't been using the fluffy blankets and pillows
I did finally start reading Persuasion though :)
There hasn't been much wine in my nook
No hat either
Pollyanna is always around but I definitely haven't cuddled up to her in my nookConclusion:
No wonder I'm feeling all the stings. I'm not doing anything to prevent or treat the wounds. Okay, I won't go that far. I'm doing some stuff. But I could be doing much much more. Obviously! I mean look at my lists above. Those are all things I could be doing in addition to what I'm currently doing to help me help myself. Instead, I've just been stewing in my own self deprecation. So counterproductive.
Yesterday, I was so ready to get a good workout. I wasn't able to weigh in on Sunday like I normally do because I was in a cabin on San Juan Island and I'm sorry but they just don't come equipped with bathroom scales. I stepped on the scale yesterday morning but I hadn't done my weigh-in day ritual so I just don't trust the number. It said I gained one pound but the math just doesn't add up. I'm assuming that I stayed the same and my body will catch up to the math this next weigh in. Anyhow, I was totally ready for a good work out. Then when I got off work and was heading to the gym, I started feeling really quite icky and lethargic. I didn't want to talk myself out of going if it was just depression or PMS or something so I went anyway. I got on a treadmill and was barely moving when I started sweating like a pig. Hmmm...that's weird. I kept on it for about 20 mins until I just couldn't even walk anymore. No energy whatsoever. So I decided maybe I'd try to do some weight training. That always makes me feel strong. I went to the weight-assisted pull-up machine and started doing pull-ups. I normally do 3 sets of 12 and struggle through the second and third set but the first set is no problem. Yesterday, I couldn't even make it through 6 pull-ups. I gave up. Of course, I wanted to keep going. I hate feeling like I'm not on my game. I wanted to push myself. But I had work out buddy and hubby there, one in each ear, telling me to just go home and rest. So I did. I listened. I want it noted that I listened you two. P.S. Thanks. :)
I don't remember what my point was going to be. Oh well, whatever.
Here are some pictures of where I spent the weekend. Such a lovely little getaway. I want to go back.
2 comments:
OH MY GOODNESS, that little cabin is gorgeous! I bet it was very cosy and relaxing. Talk about a nook!
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I'm glad you had a good weekend away. Instead of focusing on what you didn't do, though, why don't you focus on what you DID do? Sometimes, our bodies and minds are uncooperative. You have the body well in hand, and quieting the mind comes with meditation, which you're also pursuing. Guess what, though, you will probably NEVER master either the body or the mind. From the outside looking in, there might be a handful of enlightened ones who seem to have done it, but we can never really know what goes on in their most secret minds and hearts. There IS no such thing as total self control, much less total control over health and other people.
Still, though, look at what you're accomplishing! Try not to lose sight of that. I *know* it's hard. I'm having some of the same struggles.
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