Friday morning found me today surprised that this week has flown by. We have been immersed in 3rd grade math and book reports, Taekwondo, and church meetings. It has all been fun. There is however a question haunting me lately. It seems everyone on TV and in my view is revamping their lives and physical appearances with great exercise and eating programs. A wise friend once told me to "Stop waiting to like it!" She assured me that no one likes it - they just do it. I love you Susie.
I can run an ABA therapy program for my son for 3 years relentlessly until there are NO more programs to run. I can do what needs to be done for his diabetes daily without fail. I can teach my class at church with joy in my heart and look forward to it. I can even do my family's laundry and take pride in taking care of them in the mundane. And I can honestly say I did and do these things happily. SOOOO why can't I consistently exercise and take care of being in shape for myself???? It is almost like a self sabotage pattern.
I don't like how I look ( and I am NOT looking for compliments). I really want to be in good health and good shape. So why will I not do for myself something that is good for me with the same dedication that I will show for others.
Well I have had enough of looking back over the months and regretfully thinking of how I could look and feel if I had started.............
My blog has become my accountability partner. And I welcome her. She doesn't smart off to me (unless I write into it that way), yet she is very clear and does exist.
With much amazement, even running has appeared attractive to me. You must understand how crazy this feels coming from a girl who faked an asthma attack in the 6th grade to get out of running around the school yard. It was a fantastic performance and I received much attention. Needless to say, I never was asked to run again. Back in the day you really didn't need a doctor's note for everything.
At this age the running would be a challenge. So I am on my way...again...
I am going to start with Zumba. It looks so fun. But I promise not to like it.
So who are we to be so happy...in the past 8 years we have lived in 5 states, lived the Army life, managed a 2.5 year - 40 hour a week ABA therapy program for our son who is now considered recovered from Autism, had a diagnosis of Type 1 Diabetes for the same son, became grandparents, sent a son to Iraq, lost grandparents, loved each other like crazy and stayed happy. How ?Only with God. But here is our day to day..And maybe it will inspire someone who goes through what we do.
Gotta start somewhere right? Praying you can remain committed to exercise. For me exercise is the first thing to get pushed aside but lately I've tried making top priority, right after quiet time. So...you go girl. HUGS :)
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