If you don’t have a goal, what are you doing everyday? If you do have a goal, but not a plan, how do you expect to get there? There is a quote that is something along these lines, I just can’t remember exactly what it is.
I’ve had an entire snow day to sit around and think. Now I’m always in thought, but on a normal day I can make myself busy enough to not probe the deep stuff. I am a results and purpose driven person. Give me a tangible/fun goal, and I’m off and running. This has served me well and yet I believe it has also been my downfall.
For the past two years I haven’t had a goal. Sure I’ve wanted to lose weight, get in better shape, etc. But those type of goals don’t work for me. I need a challenge with a date. It’s been 17 months since I hurt me knee and 10 months since my surgery. That is a lot of inactivity. I started lifting weights a few weeks ago and last week I started a real running/walking plan. So now I need a goal. I am in search of something/somewhere cool. It doesn’t even have to be a race. I’d love to go Rim-2-Rim at the Grand Canyon, or hike a 200 mile section of the AT. I just need a direction.
Why is it so hard to stop eating when you aren’t even hungry anymore? I’m not bored, I’ve got stuff to do. Yet for some reason I still eat. Slice of cheese here, a handful of chips there, a banana with PB, glass of milk. The worst part; as I’m walking into the kitchen I tell myself that I am going to regret it and that I’m not hungry. Do I stop? Oh no. That would be the smart play. It’s like driving a car and knowing that I’m about to crash, knowing I can stop it from crashing, yet I go ahead and drive off the road. It makes absolutely zero sense.
I will do great for 2 weeks and then - BAM - eat whatever. Workout for 2/3 weeks and then - BAM - go home and sit on the couch.
This isn’t a poor, pitiful me post. This is a why can’t I get me eating under control post. It infuriates me. For right or wrong, I have always seen people as either successful/on their way to success, or as failures. And not being able to control my eating makes me feel like a failure.
As a coach I am around failure and success everyday and I can handle failure if great effort is given or if it will lead to future success. But this isn’t like that. This is like “You aren’t hungry, you know you don’t need more food, yet you still eat. You are a complete failure.”
We are at my mom’s for Thanksgiving and we walking through the house and something smells awful, like a dog used the bathroom in the hall smell. As we are wondering what it could be, Emerson walks up and says “that smells nasty, (3 second pause) it’s probably my daddy.” I get no respect.
This has been making the rounds on my Facebook newsfeed and I felt like I should post it here. I’ve always loved music. My mom and grandmother always had tickets for us to see the symphony while we were growing up - and we loved going. I played flute starting in elementary and all the way through high school. I miss playing music terribly.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard the song, but something about this was different. Chills, and smiles, and tears, and joy, and awe. This certainly lifted my little raincloud a bit.
Reminds me of my Meemaw. Meemaw-we need to go see something like this!
living in Massachusetts while in elementary school and my dad always listening to the Red Sox games on the radio. We would turn on the radio and play catch in the backyard. Some of my fondest memories are of the two of us pretending we were the Sox and acting out the game. I remember being Dwight Evans, Wade Boggs, Roger Clemens, Ellis Burks, Mike Greenwell, and many others. As an adult now, I know that things weren’t perfect, but for a young kid they sure seemed that way.
Thank you to the Red Sox for being a way for father and sons, and families to connect.
But the 8-hour workday is too profitable for big business, not because of the amount of work people get done in eight hours (the average office worker gets less than three hours of actual work done in 8 hours) but because it makes for such a purchase-happy public. Keeping free time scarce means people pay a lot more for convenience, gratification, and any other relief they can buy. It keeps them watching television, and its commercials. It keeps them unambitious outside of work.
We’ve been led into a culture that has been engineered to leave us tired, hungry for indulgence, willing to pay a lot for convenience and entertainment, and most importantly, vaguely dissatisfied with our lives so that we continue wanting things we don’t have. We buy so much because it always seems like something is still missing.
Your Lifestyle Has Already Been Designed (via felicefawn)