Ok, so I'm not gonna lie. While my life isn't crappy (excuse the expression), it's been really trying lately. Mostly cuz of work related issues. And that's hard. Because we're owners, and we affect other people, not just ourselves. And while I try to "go with the flow" -- it's like a fish swimming upstream -- it doesn't suit me at all. I'm very structured and I like predictability. And life, right now, is anything but.
Speaking of butts, Thanksgiving did not help to shrink it. And while remaining positive is on the daily agenda right now, exercise is just what the doctor ordered for my ever expanding back side. The sun doesn't hurt, either. Or a salad from La Bou, butt I digress.
This is a dangerous month, folks. As if November weren't fattening enough (thanks, Lane, for the Sweet Potato Pecan extravaganza with 5000 calories per bite), December can be downright cruel. (Hello Grandma See's). So I decided, let's control what we can control. I can control whether or not I exercise, for my backside or mental management. Yesterday I went running. Well, really, it was probably more of a wog. (You figure it out). But running sounds so much more impressive. Today I went for an 1 1/2 hour hike with a friend of mine. I live in a hilly town -- and we hiked some trails today. The sun was shining, crisp air, perfect. Sweating with a sweatshirt on. The fur on my legs helped me to stay warm even in shorts. And I feel better. In fact, it made me feel great. And I always do post-wog. As my sister would say...I love SWAK. (Sweaty back) or (SWITS...sweaty pits). (C'mon, you try it. It's fun and funny. We've had entire phone calls laughing at all the stuff we come up with...)
And you will, too, if you need it. Get out there! Do it! It may just be the best part of your day. And if you can, do it outside. I quit the gym cuz I hate it (and I don't need people watching my back side hit my back while trying to burn a few calories in the name of "I'm trying" and better health). Fresh air is the greatest. Because while I may not have a goal to lose weight this month (not that I would mind...) -- (okay, I always have that goal but don't necessarily work towards it) but I do have a goal to not lose my mind. Or get overly anxious. Definitely a dominant gene in our female side of the family. And whether any of that works or not, I KNOW, I KNOW I feel better when I've moved my body. Enjoyed nature. Sweat off some of my worries. It gives me strength and joy. And it's free. And December is a long month. And it's the time of year I need it most. And while I love Santa, I don't want to look like him!
Official Merry Christmas to all.
Now, about that La Bou salad...
9 comments:
HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks for the good laugh. But really, do I HAVE to exercise? I genuinely just hate it so much. Can you just do it for me? Please?
And for the record, I DO check your blog...every day...you just posted late in the day. So there.
I agree with Grapefruit. Funny post. I also don't enjoy exercising. But I agree with you that fresh air and sunshine are good for the anxiety issues. And I love the Sw-combos (in writing...not necessarily in real life). Hilarious. :)
Mmmm, what I wouldn't give for a La Bou salad right now! That delicious, deliectable dill dressing (not good for the backside) but oh so good for the tummy. I wish they would put a La Bou down here. The La Bou on Douglas is right down the street from my mom's, it's secretly the reason I go home (ok, not really. but close). Is that the one you go to or do they have a new one in rock town? Great post. Thanks for the honesty and the laughs.P.S.- I have a story about a 'mothra' and a salad at La Bou if you're ever in the mood.
You are too easy. I would love to get some fun stationery in the mail to you. Thanks again for posting my button on your blog! You’re too sweet.
Ok, here goes the mothra story...
I was sitting in La Bou (in GB) enjoying my favorite spinach salad, savoring the dill dressing. I pick up a piece of spinach and notice something lying at the bottom of my salad. Something brown, something that did NOT belong. There, under my beautiful mound of spinach, egg and bacon goodness, lay the BIGGEST moth I have ever seen outside of National Geographic. It was dead, laying perfectly 'Silence of the Lambs' style, at the bottom. Like it was waiting for me. I gagged and quietly took the salad to the front. BUT here is the good news, I love La Bou so much that mothra hasn't stopped me from going there. I should consider myself lucky, how many people get to experience that? I should've played the lotto that day... ; )
Did I tell you I started running? Just went today to get fitted for a good pair of shoes because I keep getting blisters after about the second mile. At first I couldn't go longer than a half mile but now I am up to three and if I get some shoes that help me, I am going for five. Don't know that I care to do more than that but I figure if I do that much 3 or so days a week, I'm ok. No 16 mile runs like you like to do or more.
By the way, I like the croissant sandwiches at LaBou.
I don't know why I was in Jeff's account, it's me Carolyn.
Hilarious post, BUTT, I don't want to exercise much lately... must be the dreary weather...BUTT, ski season is almost here and that will help get my BUTT off this chair.
It's your fab sense of humor that helps keep us all going. SWAK, SWITS, wog. Here I am after 3 hours of facebooking, catching up on gmail, and researching ballet studios online (and I didn't get exercised or showered this morn yet...still in my sweats), your post may be the very thing to help me get my rear in gear! (That, and the children begging for lunch and an attentive mother). Love you!
here i am, MIA again. "love santa, but don't want to look like him" amen sister! i pushed the stroller up a HUGE hill today and was very proud of myself. then went home and ate some christmas m&ms as a reward. oops!
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