My son graduated from high school and it hit me hard ... I'm not ready to officially say good-bye to his childhood yet. Just a little longer, please.
Plus, also, I got a new job teaching at an elementary school last year and if you don’t know, let me clue you in on a little secret … there’s a room called a “Teacher’s Lounge” that is constantly stocked with crap. Goooood crap.
“Somebody’s pregnant … there are 60 pink-frosted cupcakes in the lounge. Enjoy!”
“One of our sixty-five teachers has a birthday today … there’s a sheet cake in the lounge. Enjoy!”
“We had a rough week of testing … there are 5 boxes of cream-filled, chocolate-frosted donuts in the lounge. Enjoy!”
Not to mention the carry-ins every Friday, the class holiday parties, and my students’ birthday treats.
I got my sugar fix on this past school year, y’all, and let me tell you … it shows. My clothes are tiiiight. Like, unzip-my-pants-halfway-and-cover-with-an-untucked-shirt tight ... and I've been beating myself up about it every chance I get.
My body’s tired, lazy. My mind’s stressed and overwhelmed. My spirit’s … well … meh.
Time for a reset.
Mama needs her groove back.
Here's my plan ...
I’m going to nourish my body with good-for-me foods. I’m not cutting out ALL the good crap … just a lot of it. Sweets are my thaaang, and life’s too short not to indulge, but I’m cutting down. Way down.
Goal: One treat a day … not an hour. Also, one free meal a week (hello, pizza).
I’m going to get back on my mat. Oh, yoga … how I’ve missed you. Bending my body in half, arm balances so good they leave bruises the next day, and flows that take every once of concentration? I’m coming back for you, my love.
Goal: Practice yoga five days a week.
I’m going to dust off the running skirts I have stashed in the back of my closet. I had to quit running a few years ago after hurting my knee, but it’s time to rekindle that flame. I’ve lost the stamina I built up from my five-mile-a-day runs back then, but I guess you’ve gotta start somewhere … and I’ll be starting, quite humbly, running in one-minute increments with my 5K Pro app.
Goal: Faithfully do the 5K Pro app program now to build myself back up to running 3.1 miles, and then run a 5K three days a week after that (on the streets or on the treadmill).
I’m going to actually crack open the self-help books I love to buy, but never read. I’ve got shelves and shelves of them ... everything from how to align my chakras, to how to become debt free, to how to speak to dead people. Time to enlighten myself, and learn how to be a better me.
Goal: Read one self-help book a month. But, more than that, I also really want to try and take whatever information I like from each book and work on incorporating it into my life. I mean, if I'm going to take the time to read it, I might as well use it.
I'm kissing my caffeine addiction goodbye ... once and for all. Ugh. I have gone back-and-forth with my Diet Coke addiction for the last ten years ... I've tried breaking up, going cold turkey several times, but the longest I have been able to go without a can was three days - and then my head hurt so badly, I cried just blinking my eyes. But, I'm going to do it this time ... with baby steps.
Goal: One Diet Coke a day. For now. Once the caffeine withdrawal symptoms settle down from that, then I'll cut out that one Diet Coke a day and be totally pop-free. P/S Caffeine addiction's a bitch, y'all.
I'm not going anywhere without my water bottle. I've read the articles, I knooow the facts ... drinking water can help clear your skin, remove toxins from your body, boost your brain power, yada yada. But you have to actually drink it to reap the benefits. That's where my brand new 30-oz pink Yeti (thanks, Mama!) comes in ... I'm filling that bad boy up and taking it with me everywhere I go to get my ounces in.
Goal: I did a little research and found that I should be drinking about 90 ounces of water a day (more if you add in my exercise). That's filling up my Yeti three times a day.
I need to get my mind right, my spirit strong. I've been so hard on myself for the past few months about gaining weight, losing my passion for yoga, and not caring anymore about keeping my body healthy and fit. Time to flip that damn script and be wildly, obsessively, precisely grateful. It works.
Goal: I would love to commit to keeping a gratitude journal, but I think that might be something I'll have to work towards. For now, I'm committing to noticing things in my life that I'm grateful for and acknowledging them. When I first wake up in the morning, when I review my day right before closing my eyes at night, and all the moments in between.
I'm going to start giving my body the sleep it needs to heal, recharge, and restore itself. I'm guilty of staying up way too late on social media and watching my reality TV shows (ahem ... guilty pleasure). On top of that, it's taking my body longer and longer to wind down enough to fall asleep each night ... too many thoughts racing around. I'm probably only getting about five hours of sleep each night, and wake up every morning already exhausted.
Goal: I'm going to try for seven solid hours of sleep a night. And, instead of scrolling Instagram while lying in bed, I'll be reading a book with my phone's sound switched off.