As morning as I snuggled into my big comfy chair and flicked through my work e-mails my mind began to wonder and I thought it was high time to write an uplifting blog post.
To be honest I’m so guilty of being obsessed with fitness, food and work I forget about the happiness being healthy should bring me. I read that comparing yourself to how you where is the thief of all joy. I then realised I’d been stealing my own joy by constantly raining down on times, distances, calorie counting, numbers..minutes..hours and not looking at the bigger picture.
I stopped climbing for about 6 months this year; after 4 years of commitment to the sport one terrible accident lead me to believe that it would always end in pain and that I could never be strong or happy rock hopping again. During the last couple of weeks I’ve climbed a few times and taken a different view..I’ve taken babysteps and stopped staring at the numbers and thinking about the past and focusing on each careful foot and hand placement. When I took that view I found that I really enjoyed myself.
I missed that.
On Sunday I spent an hour in the kitchen whipping up some raw sweet treats and then my food processor packed up. Normally I’d have thrown a fit but G carefully took it apart and recommended I use a hand processor to complete the recipe. Rather than freaking out and throwing my toys out of my pram I did just that, the recipe came out perfectly and the kitchen was decorated in cashew nuts.
I guess what I’m trying to say if I’m so fed up of torturing myself, I’m not perfect and I’m never going to be 'perfect'..
I think if we all took the view that if being the bloated the next day is a result of enjoying a rich chocolate cake with fresh cream and it's not that bad..we would all enjoy it much more..
If we don’t run a PB its okay…at least we are running…
Don't worry if the new diet craze doesn't suit you..move on..Not everything is for everyone..
If we don’t get the job/promotion/last pair of sale shoes etc we where after then it’s okay because there is clearly something better coming up..Plus if we can’t hold a pilates pose for more than 15 seconds without collapsing then that’s quite all right too (or so I keep telling myself)