Woe is Whatever

Somewhere along the passage of time (read: pretending I’m an adult) I have added some “packaging” to my frame. First I hated myself, then I punished myself (like any raised-catholic child would), then I stopped caring. Finally, I have come to the fact that perhaps heart disease is something I should care about. I’m not saying I have any sort of real health issues…in fact, I barely get sick and if I do, it’s related to stress…but I am saying that I live a very stressful life, and heart disease is going to be a risk, especially if I carry some jelly on my midsection.

I find the only way to make a big change in one aspect of your life, is to change something totally different, that you know you’ve always had complete control of. So I went on a hiatus. Those who know me well enough, will get the reference. I have a standard timeframe of 60 days. I figure 28 is for addicts, and 90 is for suckers. 60 days is enough time to form new habits and make something big happen. So, 60 it is. And a new journal. The last one had super woe-is-me vibes. For real, my life is pretty awesome. Get over yourself, Ennis.
Next line of defense? The thing I actually need to change. Food has been a vice for quite some time (fuck you, I’m Italian), but it is much better suited when it is for nourishment and celebration. How did I adjust this one? Threw myself on a real tight budget. If I can’t spend, I can’t eat out or eat shit all the time. If you’re wondering, it’s half-working.

Finally, the fitness. Joining a gym over a year ago did very little for me. I go when I have time, but I never actually make time. My local park just added outdoor machines, they’re pretty fun, but it’s winter and 62 degree weather is just sooooo cold in the am (jokes, but seriously, I’m that lazy right now). I asked for help, but ultimately, I have to be the one to make the exercise work….so. ready for this? I’m keeping a fitness log. It’s like a brain-dead simple idea. Especially because I write in a journal every day…so why not!
The Fitness log keeps me motivated to do something every day. And when I don’t have time to go to the gym, I work out in the office (yes, I now keep a yoga mat at work). I find inspiration in my old dance warm ups, my favorite yoga postures (from Baba Ram Daas, and new ideas from a former college-mate of mine, Sarah. These three powers combined, with the outdoor fun, gym whatever and (soon) ballet class…I will thwart off anything that comes my way. Like aliens, or cats.

Oh yeah, Happy Holidays.