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I keep writing blog posts and not posting them. I've been using my blog as an online journal but not sharing. So these thoughts are a little discombobulated. (love that word)
So, Hey (
waving)...
There is a lot out there in blogland these days about self care, self love, body acceptance, and other variations. I've been working to figure out what it all means to me, and for a few years now, trying to do more about caring for myself with self care than through food. A novelty, huh?
Whine.
But, food is the sure thing and it's soooooooooo much easier.
I like the phrasing that Miss Oprah and Bob Greene talk about with living your "Best Life" (another recent read). I'm still trying to define what that means for me and it IS coming together. Definitely my best life involves movement, joy, having fun, and not obsessing on the scale. And health. And being Fit--this is key.
Lately, having to go through highs and lows and successes and failures shows me the way. Losing something I had just regained shows me the way. I don't want to lose any thing else. So I'm thanking my body for getting me here and hanging in there. I will love and cherish it. Doesn't mean I'll be perfect, but I'll give it my best shot or at least a better shot.
I had my Ortho appointment on Monday. I started off my little spiel to the doc with "I know you see before you this 230lb woman but you have to know this...." as I recount my weight loss and exercise habits of the last 4 years. Whew! that went well. Xrays done. Arthritic knees, more arthritic. Doh.
So, 2 cortisone shots later , and today they are a little better. I walked the dogs for the first time in many days -just halfway around the block. I just started a new NSAID prescription and I'm trying to schedule some physical therapy. My right knee is a little unstable and wobbly.
Doc says there will maybe be more shots in my future and eventually surgery. Hopefully, that's a long way off and some magical Star Trek technology will be created by then and it will be nothing but a thang. I've been a hundred pounds over a normal weight for my height for nearly 30 years , so I have to accept it and make the best of it.
I'm very blessed, actually.
Moving and grooving and being able to reach all your body parts is a motivator. I will work through the pain to keep moving. Maybe taking it a little slower, less intense at first, maybe less intense from now on. I'll rethink jogging. More elliptical, more biking, get in a pool, walk.
I'm kind of starting over, but with a little more wisdom and confidence. I don't want to wear this body out. When I first joined Curves at 345 lb and 5 years ago, I was was pushing it to complete the workout and even once fell out of a machine right to the floor. Worn out. When I first completed 10 minutes on an elliptical 4 years ago it was a victory. The first time I really sweated from jogging on a treadmill was a surprise. Cut to this year and I was working out 4 to 7 hours a week and had been for a couple of years, because I enjoyed it. And, I needed the endorphins and to rock out to music.
Yeah, I am worried about even maintaining my weight since I can't keep up the 4 to 7 hours and intensity anymore. So my 'Best Life' would also be not to gain any weight, to one day lose just a little more weight, and to keep this body going--movin' and a groovin'.
The blogland topics I mentioned earlier? Self care, self love, body acceptance, and other variations. Appreciating my body for what it has done and can still do is part of that. Some days it might be remembering to take a multivitamin or fishoil or to put lotion on my skin or floss my teeth. Another day is may mean icing my knees or stretching after a workout when I really want to watch another episode of
Mad Men. Looking in the mirror and not seeing the flabby wings at my arms or the turkey gobble neck and just saying "thank you, doin' good, we're making it".
Losing something I had just regained shows me the way to define my Best Life.