Doing All I Can with All I Have
I’ve been a bit under the weather this week. Allergies have been tearing up my breathing so I really haven’t been exercising. I have been sticking to my diet though. Sure, there were the occasional pieces of dark chocolate but I consider those medicinal. (Mental health is the health that is most often overlooked.)
There are more big changes going on in my life these days. I’ve been living in a very small, loft apartment since August. It’s one of those transitional sort of places that nobody intends to live in for a long period of time. I always thought of it as Dr. Seuss’ waiting place:
“Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite. Or waiting around for Friday night or waiting perhaps for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil or a better break or a string of pearls or a pair of pants or a wig with curls or another chance. Everyone is just waiting.”
― Dr. Seuss
But I digress. I have two beautiful friends here in San Antonio (actually, I have more than two but we’re just talking about these two for now) and serendipity has tossed us together with an opportunity to rent a home. Not just any home, but the home of our dreams. It is the perfect environment for all of us so we’ve been busy this week with planning and leases and whatnot. It is a huge home on six acres in the Hill Country and my kids instantly fell in love with the place. That alone was reason enough for me to have it but I fell in love with it too. My boys will have trees to climb and dirt to play in and acres of fun to explore. I’ll have a patio where I can drink my coffee, write/work and watch it all unfold. I cannot even describe the joy I find in this place.
So…busy week, no workouts, true to my diet, and I maintained my new low of 162. I rather like knowing I can maintain a new low for a while. I don’t mind the plateaus because they show me I can keep it off. After spending my younger years yo-yo dieting, just holding off the weight is something I consider a success. My next milestone to reach for is 158 – what I weighed after Air Force Basic Training and four months of A.F. Police Academy training in 1991.
On Sunday the ex is leaving town again so I’ll have the kids for another 30 days. During that time, I need to start packing up my belongings and preparing for my move. I’ll be back to my P90X workouts and biking while I stay with the kids. With the weather getting better, we’ll be able to get outside and do some biking on the trails at an old golf course near their house. It’s nice to mix up the stationary biking with some actual traveling.
The moral of this blog: Life happens so do all you can with all you have where you’re at and let the rest take care of itself.