What the plank!

Back in March, I rededicate myself to wellness. It sounds a little like a baptism of some sort! I made a conscious effort to get to classes; spinning, bootcamp, zumba, yoga. The smorgasbord board of aerobic activity I’d say. There were days when I was at work thinking I don’t want too, but I remembered how good I felt when the class was over. Who really after working all day wants to plank, throw a tire or lift weights. The more consistent I got in doing classes, the easier and more enjoyable they are. What do “they” say it takes 21 days to create a habit. Well, I think it takes a lot more than that. I love the people I go with, location is convenient, the center is awesome, I feel great doing the classes and my workout clothes are comfy. It takes a lot more than 21 days. The discipline of getting to the gym grounds me. Make yourself a priority, it’s not selfish at all because you are investing in your future. Take it one plank at a time!

Get out!

Sometimes when we are so close to achieving our goal, everything we can control is in place, we’ve done our best and then we wait. The wait can be filled with doubt, right? I think sometimes our thoughts can get in the way of our own plan, no one else is saying give up, but sometimes our own self talk gets in the way. Why? Worry, the more we worry the more we feel like we are working and maybe the more positive we are the more we think it’s an illusion. There are no illusions, you deserve happiness and fullness. Don’t give up, you are only given one life, live it and believe in what you are doing because if you don’t, who will. Remember, when you are rejected you are being guided to something better for you even if it takes time to see it and get there.

How many days?

I realized the other day as embrassing as it is, I have to stop and really think about how many days are in a month. Just when I remember we are on to a new month. February, February, forget it, are we in the leap year or not? Seriously, it is the little things in life that you just have to laugh at. Yes, I know there is a song and poem, but honestly, I may of been absent the day that was taught because I can’t remember that either. My Mom would joke that I was dropped as a baby on my head, maybe that’s true! I can remember a lot, but the months, forget it. I practice, but rely on my calendar. Did this ever happen to you? My favorite pizza shop closes for a week in the summer, I glanced at the date and thought, that can’t be right because it’s a Wednesday, then I thought that’s right there is 31 days in July. I even said it aloud, I started laughing and thank goodness the cashier laughed too.

My point is, laugh at yourself because you are not perfect, keep your sense of humor and be genuine because the days run short even if we forget how many there are, be grateful for them.