Today I wrote a post about my love/hate feelings with programs and websites supporting health/wellness/life transformation (many geared toward women). The writing felt forced; I didn’t like how it was turning out. I was trying to prove a point — and I’m not even sure what that point was. So, garbage bin for now.
Thus, I’m going to go with some random thoughts today.
- A new friend invited me to a Bollywood fitness class taught by the lovely Charlene of 5 Links Movement. I decided at the last minute to go — and everything fell into place from childcare to parking space. I was kind of afraid. I haven’t been to a gym in years (and a workout class for years and years). I wondered about what to wear, if I could find the place, and how dumb I’d look trying something new. I also wondered if I’d be able to walk the next day as I usually do about 20 minutes of low impact yoga or the like; this class was 60 minutes of high intensity dancing. Suffice to say, 5 minutes in, I was having quite a good time despite getting the majority of the steps wrong. The 60 minutes sailed past, and I’m happy to note I can walk today. I just may go again.
- Oh man, I love me my smoothie. Today I made a second one for lunch (partly out of laziness). I bought a bag of frozen fruit at Costco when I made the trek there earlier this week (strawberries, blueberries, cherries, and other stuff I’m forgetting right now). They’re a nice addition. If you care to check out my basic recipe, you can find it here.
- I love my mastermind buddy Jill. She gets me and knows how to talk to me so I actually hear what I need to hear. I was talking about the name Skip the Box in our conversation today. She articulated the definition of “box” perfectly: limiting, should, ought to, have to, appearance, artificial. Yes — this is what I’m skipping (or at least trying to!). Those things feel really shitty to me. I’ve lived in/with them and don’t like how they feel — suffocating.
- This little girl is one of my biggest teachers every single day. I love her so much. Today she picked this bouquet and gave it to me.
Gotta say, this post was a hell of a lot easier to write than the initial one. Guess it’s what wanted to be shared. Going with what feels easier and good, feels easier and good.