So, it’s two weeks into a new year, and I feel that’s a good time to re-evaluate my resolutions.
I went back and looked at my overly optimistic post about all the things I want to change about myself, and I realized that I’ve kept 3 of the multitude of resolutions I claimed.
Writing – no. But I am writing more, so at least making the resolution has pointed me in the “write” direction.
Sticking to the meal plan – no. That’s shattered a couple of times. Would have loved to say yes, but man, those Girl Scout cookies are a real draw.
Size 10 – not yet. Some of the 12’s are loose on me, but I have serious trust issues with those pants. I raided my spare closet last night for other size 12 pants, and after I try those older ones on, we’ll talk.
Yoga – yes! I have gone Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Tuesdays for some reason just have not worked for me yet. Perhaps it’s because I’m so tired after Monday and I just want to hide.
Daily vitamin – yes! I have had my One-a-Day most days. I’m also taking calcium and drinking vitamin water.
80 ounces of water – yes! With the exception of a day here or there, I’ve been drinking an enormous amount of water. It’s been helping a lot, and I have also noticed fewer problems with dry skin this winter.
Meditation – no. I crawl into bed and then think, “Oh, I should have been meditating.” And I don’t crawl back out. I sort of compromise and try reading some Buddhist writing before drifting off. Then I sort of practice the breathing technique. Then I realize I’m ready for sleep and I zonk out. Does that count? Probably not.
I don’t know what my blood pressure is or has been since before Christmas. I haven’t had a reading taken in a while. I feel good for the most part, so I’m not as worried about it as perhaps I should or could be. I guess I need to take readings on that at home, but I haven’t yet stirred myself to do so.
Today we had all-you-can-eat Chick-Fil-A as a working lunch. Wowzers! I realize I can eat a lot of salad. I’m stuffed, but happily so. I was strong enough to walk right on past the brownies and cake, have a single serving of fruit, and pile up on salad and even extra nuggets (rationalizing that they’re protein – okay, yes, deep fried protein with breading, but don’t burst my happiness bubble here!). I’ve decided that Chick-Fil-A is a happiness-maker for me right now. And it’s even better when someone else has footed the tab. And all-you-can-eat? Okay, this really is heaven.
Speaking of today, I scrounged up the courage to ask for help at work doing something I desperately need an outside pair of expert eyes to do, plus a seasoned veteran’s opinion on. And it worked! Not only will I get the help I need, but the head of the department understands my conundrum and is excited to use my stuff as her guinea pig experimenting with a new vendor. It’s a total win-win! I am having such a great day that I feel both super blessed – and as though I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop and me to realize how I really fouled something up.
But I’ll look on the bright side right now and just enjoy my happy Chick-Fil-A filled belly.