If you didn't know me you would probably think that I live a pretty good life. I do. Fabulous husband, check. Three beautiful and healthy children, check. Living in my dream house (renovations underway), check. Able to be at home with my children, great! Looking good for post forty with a baby. Check, check, check, check, check. Not to mention I have great friends, a supportive and loving family, few financial worries...everything looks great.
So, why am I in this horrible cycle of not taking care of myself? I have always been one of those athletic types that hasn't had to worry too much about watching what I eat and could pick up running or any other sport at anytime. But here I am stuck in a rut of making bad choices, day after day. I know what I need to do to take good care of myself and feel good, yet I don't.
Where does it start? Is it the first coffee in the morning or the last glass of wine at night? Most days I am really good about what I drink, eat and the amount of exercise I get. But then I stray...
So here is my effort to hold myself accountable. I am hoping if I write a blog for myself that I will want to keep on track. It is my own personal recess. Taking a break from the craziness that can emerge when you have three young children and an active lifestyle. Going into my own space to redefine who I am what type of person I would like to be. I think that person is hidden deep within me and wants to reemerge.
My formula to stay on track is Running, Eating Clean, Exercising, Sleeping, and Stopping the excessive drinking.
The challenges will be many. Am I really going to get to bed early on the night of what could be the Stanley Cup winning game for the Hawks? Or how am I going to handle a girls weekend with my bestie sister in law. Spa and dinner and sleepover on the Mag Mile? I don't expect perfection, perhaps I should. But how about like a responsible and reasonable forty-something?
No comments:
Post a Comment