I’m being somewhat tongue-in-cheek with this blog post’s title, because I have to admit that the more improvement I make in achieving some of my goals, the more I tend to obsess about them!
It’s a win-win-lose scenario: 2 Steps Forward (i.e. logging 15,000 steps, making a great new recipe from the Trim Healthy Mama book, reading two more chapters of Green Dolphin Street) and 1 Step Back (i.e feeling guilty about spending time on myself!).
You know me. The more things change, the more they stay the same. 🙂
And so, without further ado but with just as much angsty blogging as always, here are three areas where I’m logging improvement:
I. PHYSICAL FITNESS
I’ve been meeting my goal of 15,000 steps pretty much every day. Gotta do my part, you see, in supporting my marine recruit! Some days I run for part of the time–2 to 3 miles is as far as I’ve gotten–and on others, I go for long grassy rambles with my Golden Retriever.
We must stop to Smell All the Smells.
It takes FOREVER.
If I could make a health-related recommendation, it would be twofold: 1. Get a dog and you will take so many walks! I’m totally serious. The other is 2. Get a Fitbit or Garmin or some such snazzy pedometer.
Seriously. Were it not for my dog and my snazzy pedometer, I would not be logging 15,000 steps/day.
II. INTELLECTUAL STIMULATION
I’ve been reading a lot a lot a lot this summer, even more than playing Candy Crush or watching movies which for me is sayin’ somethin’! Like I said, win-win-lose ’cause I’m sort of bragging about my reading here.
Honestly, though, when you’ve got a hyperactive 4-year-old thug and an 8-going-on-80-year-old that poses nonstop “What would you do if…?” speculations…
You really need those mental breaks.
Highly highly recommend all three! I’ll try to do some reviews a bit later.
III. SPIRITUAL GROWTH
We are nearing the end of the third week without our Marine recruit and have yet to receive a personal letter, although rumor has it that a certain lovely young lady friend received one.
The fact that I’m emotionally capable of typing those words should speak volumes.
What’s more, I wrote him Letter Number 4 this morning and only played one guilt card! (Really. I mentioned my wanting to hear from him and moved on.)
I’ve got a post in the works about letting go when your nest starts to empty out. In short, we moms think we’re in control but we’re NOT.
And how’s that for some cheerful encouragement on a Wednesday? What’s that? It’s not cheerful? Okay, how ’bout this:
My daddy did an art project.
Heart meltingly SWEET, am I right?
(This time there’s no doubt.)
(I’m totally right.)