A little love from the last month…
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I indicated I had an idea for my blog in my last posting, which was to document my P90X journey because it really is a life-changer, and it represents me taking the next step toward making sure I stay happy and healthy. The experience is going great. I’m in my sixth week, and I feel way stronger and more energetic. I’ve lost weight and inches. I can fit into clothes I couldn’t six weeks ago, and shopping is already way more fun.
I’ve also changed my eating habits dramatically. I started that process last summer. I still faltered here and there, but I’ve made an effort to educate myself more and am being more successful this time. My family has a history of obesity, heart problems, high cholesterol and blood pressure, and diabetes – all things I was not looking forward to, and some of which I think were quite close. I was starting to get sick based on the foods I was eating, making me think diabetes was around the corner or possibly even already here. In changing my habits, I feel more peaceful in my entire being. It’s amazing how much what you put into your body affects everything from your appearance to your energy to your health to your mental state.
I think I will still share some videos and whatnot, but probably not for a little while, so meanwhile, I have another new idea. As anyone can notice, I am blogging on PSL much less. To me, this is fantastic! This is what the point of the blog was. I am so much happier and fulfilled than I was almost two years ago that I do not need the daily reminder that life is beautiful and worth living. I know that now, and the value of my pushed observation of the simple and elaborate fascinations in the world in the earlier days of PSL has left a lasting impression, helping me continue to see beauty all around me, all the time.
Last week, I went to a movie by myself. A simple bucket list item, but I’ve accomplished it now, and it was awesome actually. Here’s the real kicker, though. Even a year earlier (in fact, probably even six months earlier), that night would have been a bummer. I was supposed to go out on a date, but the guy cancelled last minute. I knew my friends were unavailable, so I got dressed up and took myself out. I would have sulked before. I am not responsible for the flakiness or thoughtlessness of others, but I am responsible for how I feel about myself and whether or not I choose to enjoy my life or let it drift by. I am thrilled to be at a point where I realize and implement that concept.
This is not to say I don’t bum out anymore. I do. As a sensitive person, I am just a susceptible as ever to hurt feelings, insecurities, or self deprecation, but I find I am much more able to kick myself out of it now. It was and continues to be a conscious effort. Happiness does not just fall for me. I seek it out. In keeping with my new stage in life, but realizing I still need to make that effort, my single New Year’s Resolution is to have 52 weeks of amazing experiences. This means, I am committing myself to a minimum of 52 “I love what I just did” moments. I believe there will be a large range and a new understanding of what “amazing” means, and I look forward to exploring that.
Happy New Year everyone. May your 2012 be filled with personal triumphs, peace, happiness, and love.
