Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
So Dear, Dear, Blog Readers.
I must apologize for leaving you hanging for nigh unto two days.
I just didn't have much to say.
The temperature dropped a bit so I did some laundry. Necessary. And my kitchen and now the entire surrounding areas of the complete and total household are covered in a fine white coating of drywall dust. As is my dear and awesome husband. This is the part that takes forever. The tedious time when nothing much changes and everything is in upheaval.
While dodging dust clouds and retreating from heat I have discovered a few things this past week. Want to know what they are?
Well. I'm going to tell you anyhoo. So jump off now if you don't want to know.
I've discovered that I'm not as fearful as I used to be, and that I'm stronger than I thought. Pretty monumental things, actually.
A year ago a friend suggested that I run a 5K with her. Ha. Really. And that was my reaction. She said her daughter wanted to run it read bad and had talked her into it. I told her that I wished her well and that the best I'd do was walk it. 3.2 miles. Running. Ha. Silly Bear.
Then her daughter found out she was pregnant with baby number three and I was
completely let off the hook.
I started taking exercise seriously a couple of years ago when I felt like a little old lady flopping around on the couch when it was time to get off said couch. Pilates to the rescue. My core now gets me out of plenty of tight spots. But my core is covered with some friendly little Tootsie Rolls and I'd rather not have quite so many. So I've done the crazy things like Shred and a few other exercise DVDs and the Wii. And our food intake has changed for the healthier. But. Running is out of the question. Running hurts. It made me sweat in high school and suck wind and feel embarrassed at my horrific time. Running. Bah!
Tonight I ran over a mile. Not all at once. Eight laps around the track but over half of it running. Why? I'm not sure. Maybe it's because I can see 48 descending rapidly, or maybe I'm just sick and tired of the limits I keep putting on myself because I am the opposite of the little engine that could.
Wonder where this path is going to take me.....
And the second thing experience that has me feeling a little bit encouraged that I'm headed down a healthy path....well, you'll just have to come back.