Sorry, sometimes I get sucked in
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Sorry, sometimes I get sucked in Sometimes, wanting to “be like others” can work in one’s favor. When you’re trying to instill good habits in your child, it can help to point out what their friends are doing. When you want to lose weight, it can help to look around at others who have succeeded, who are currently working toward it, and who live it day to day. While I was in Belarus, I have to admit that I felt fat, frumpy and almost matronly compared to the women my age there. Nearly everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, is thin, beautiful and fashionable. It was as I imagine going to Paris would be, except that every single person was beyond kind to me. I spent a vast amount of my time observing the lifestyle the women live, and I noticed some serious common thread. Easy, simple things to incorporate into my life, that result in being happier with one’s appearance. Most of the women I was around don’t eat after a certain time in the evening. They savor the foods they do eat, and eat slowly. They allow themselves to indulge, and balance it with tons of veggies and fruits. Minsk, the city I was in, is built for walking literally EVERYWHERE. Unfortunately, the city I call home is not made for this outside of the heart/downtown area. However, I am working to incorporate more walking into my life, and I have a lovely workout partner who lives 2 blocks away. She has the same goals as I do, and she’s a fabulous motivation for me to get out there and work it. Something else I noticed, while the people in Belarus may not live in the excess that we do in America (to some degree, I think this is better, but that has more to do with my views on waste/greed than anything), they make the absolute most of the things they do have. Belorussians buy things based on quality, not quantity. A girl may only own three outfits, but you’d better believe those outfits are STUNNING on her, and she has 4 or 5 accessories that dress up all three outfits. Her shoes are to die for, and on a daily basis, her skin, makeup, hair and nails look amazing. Driving down the street in Minsk, you’d think all the popular/pretty/love to hate her/incredible girls in the world have landed in one place, and are all out shopping. It was a lot of fun to people watch, and I felt like I learned a lot about myself. I always told myself I wouldn’t be that wife/mom who let herself go after a certain point. Unfortunately, to some degree, I have. When I dolled up a bit last Friday, put on mile high heels and a dress and felt amazing…I suddenly received an INCREDIBLE amount of attention. Ladies at the grocery store stopped me to compliment me, men were openly staring, and the guys at work were very complimentary. This did worlds for my self-esteem, and has motivated me to not only keep up the effort in daily dressing, but to work harder toward my goals of weight loss/fitness. I’m trying to think of a certain goal to have for myself, and what reward I want to work toward. I haven’t decided yet, but I’m sure at least the reward will involve a tattoo! I started this entry to come talk about how I”m about to be gone for a while, how excited I am, and how I should be working right now to finish things up before I go. So, I opened m-w.com (Mirriam-Webster Dictionary’s site) to find some alternate words for “excited” that might convey the vibrating feeling inside me a bit more clearly. The home page always has something interesting, but today’s really caught my eye, and I need to share it before we move onto my original topic.
This is a new word to me, and one that I love. I don’t know anyone who I would consider as someone who falls into this category (of traditional male styles, not the beer jerk guy), but I know men who, given the option between retro and metro, would choose retro in a heartbeat. I leave the country tomorrow. TOMORROW people. Excited doesn’t cover it.
Feverish? While I don’t have a fever, I AM highly agitated, but in the best way possible.
Have you ever been so on edge, anticipating something SO MUCH, that it feels like you’re literally vibrating inside your skin? Like you have to jump around, skip, run, do anything to keep from being still because your skin might actually decide it doesn’t like the motion sickness you’re giving it, and leave on vacation?
No?
Figures…I’m just odd in yet another way. I have no IDEA how I’m going to be able to bear sitting on the airplane for 10 hours, but I’ll do my best not to drive my dad crazy. Sorry dad, in advance.
In learning the meaning and synonyms for “feverish”, I’m thinking this is the ideal word to describe what I’m feeling today.
Jittery, jumpy, high-strung and keyed up….Hi there, it’s me again.
To add to my excitement, a package arrived for me yesterday, which included this lovely dress!! It was an absolute steal, it looks fabulous on (and will look more so when the pounds start dropping off), and it’s comfy. What more can a girl want?
I’ve finally found a work out partner, someone who lives near me (2 blocks!) and her kids and my kiddo love hanging out. We’ve been on two “power walks” so far, this last one including about 500 yards of lunges…holy cow. We’ve agreed to get in shape together, and she’s a great partner for this stuff: encouraging, motivated and able to work with my insane schedule. Thanks Lisa for doing this with me!
I’m going to sign off now, as my To-Do list that’s hanging near me is taunting me, saying I’ll never get it all done.
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