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Good morning! Happy Tuesday, Mamma. Have you read the book, “Spark”? A friend gave it to me a week or so ago, and I’m obsessed. It’s about exercise and your brain.
Five pages in, I wanted to go get on my treadmill. By the end of the first chapter, I had encouraged my husband to write out his fitness goals. Halfway through the second chapter, I’m ordering this booksfor half a dozen mommy friends. And my passion for my own exercise has ramped up from “I guess I’d better go…” to “YES! I can’t wait to get moving!!!”
Get this book.
I knew that exercise improved focus, mood and retention of information. I just didn’t know exactly how powerful the effect was!
If you want motivation to get your own self up and off the sofa, if you want to understand why you should, or if you want to know why exercise is so crucial to your children’s’ success and happiness (no, I’m not overstating this), get this book.
Enjoy your day, Mommy. Get moving! For your brain, your mood, your body, your life.
Good morning, girl. Happy Tuesday. Take care of yourself day. Take a healthy lunch to work. Take the stairs. Take the time to breathe and pray and de-stress.
What is your why?
I watched a motivational video yesterday that I can’t get out of my head. The speaker, Eric Thomas, also known as the hip-hop preacher, said, “What is your why? Is your why stronger than the forces pushing back on you?”
At the time, I was sitting in the living room, trolling the internet instead of cleaning the kitchen. The kids would be home from school soon, and there was nothing in me that wanted to spend a moment in that kitchen. Cold bacon grease, you know, the worst.
But what was my why? Why did I feel that I really should clean the kitchen?
It’s not because I enjoy cleaning. I only ever really clean with passion when I’m mad. It’s not because I particularly need it pristine. I am sadly free from that compulsion. No, it’s because I have a certain kind of home I want to raise my kids in. A certain kind of peace that I want them to be surrounded by.
I got up from my chair and cleaned the kitchen. And the living room. And put away the last of the Christmas decorations that had been sitting in the hallway for so long they had started to gather dust.
It’s a powerful thing, your why.
It’ll get you out of bed in the morning. Why do I want to get up at 4:00 A.M? It’s not because I don’t love my comfy bed and warm husband. No, it’s because I want a certain level of healthy body to move through life in. I don’t want to die early and sick. I want to be there for my kids when they have kids. And because I want the time to come here and talk with you. And because I want the daylight hours for my work and my family time.
What is your why?
Think on that a moment. Then get up and get going, girl. You have a life to lead. And may you lead it with joy, and passion, and strength, today and every day.
Happy Tuesday, Mommy. Ready to get to it? What are you going to do to take care of yourself today? Exercise, Mamma, the silver bullet of health. Please find a way to move today?
This is so important. This is your energy, your strength, your calm. This is staving off cancer and Alzheimer’s and osteoporosis.
I know there are only so many hours in the day. We all get the same twenty-four.
I know it’s hard to get moving. But once you start, you’ll love it! Once you start, you’ll crave exercise every day.
I know there aren’t tons of extra dollars in the budget for most of us. But look at where your dollars go. Coffee shop? Bakery? Wine? Cable? Fast food because you’re too tired to cook? If you were to add fancy ice cream, chocolate and retail therapy at a discount shoe outlet, you’d have all my addictions accounted for.
So, here’s the thing. There are only so many hours. There is only so much money. What I’m asking is that you value your health enough to set aside a little of both to keep your body healthy.
And I’m asking that you believe in the need to be healthy enough to tell that corrupt little voice in the back of your head to shut up. You know the voice, the one that tells you you’re too weak, or you’ll look foolish, or it’s too much work. That voice. It’s wrong. You are strong. You are going to look like a rock star. And you are well and truly capable of this.
And it’s going to feel so good.
Healthy body, healthy mind, healthy spirit. It really does work.
Go, Mamma, go!
Good morning, Mamma! Good Wednesday morning. Are you starting to wake up a little from the lovely candle-lit haze? Life getting a little back to normal? Starting to gear up for 2016?
I’m a big fan of New Year’s resolutions. Don’t listen to the haters who will tell you not to bother. This is a wonderful annual exercise in stretching and growing and getting better.
See the woman you want to be. Now visualize the path you have to take to get from here to there. Make a plan. The internet is a treasure trove of information for physical training programs, household organizational tips, and financial advice.
My goals for 2016: Better health, more organized home, and more disciplined spending.
I have teed up a 16 week training program for a triathlon. My husband has a nutritional plan all worked out that I get to come along on. I’ve read “The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying” and plan to devote January 1st and 2nd to clearing out much clutter. And, my biggest resolution of all, the biggest change for me by far, I’m going all cash in 2016.
I’m excited! The start of a race is always high energy and Jan 1 is the start of a race.
What do you want? What do you wish you were a little better at? What race are you going to try? No matter what your results, you’ll be doing better than all the folks who never got off the sofa.
Give it a go, Mamma! Get a goal, make a plan and go public with your plan.
Whatever it is you want, you can get there. You can.
Okay, so here’s the plan: You are going to take care of yourself today. Good food, early to bed, deep breathing. Maybe take the stairs at work. Maybe get a run in before dinner.
I know there is a tendency to give every last ounce of energy you possess to the baking and the buying and the wrapping and the prepping at this time of year. Resist it. Don’t give till you have nothing left. That helps no one.
I slept for nine hours last night. In a row. Without waking up. I didn’t know I was physically capable of that! But after last weekend, and the crazy , sleep-deprived prep week leading up to the two-parties-three-games-and-a-Gala of last weekend, I needed it.
That piper will be paid. Have a care how high a bill you run up.
I have a dear friend in the hospital right now. Another one home in bed sick. They both ran up too high a bill with that Piper.
You are human, Mamma. An inspired, driven and energized human, to be sure, but you do still need to eat and sleep and be at peace.
Let today be a day you take a pause from the action, let today be a day to take care of yourself.
Good morning, Mommy! Happy Tuesday! I am the poster child for Take Care of Yourself Tuesday today — I neglected to take care of myself and have no voice today. Zero. Zilch. Nada. All weekend and up into yesterday my husband was teasing me about what I sounded like (Moose? Frog? Old car starting in the cold?) Today my voice has disappeared entirely, nothing there but the quiet wheezing from my congested lungs.
See, I did what so many of us do — I tried to push through and ended up sicker. And am I in bed today? No – I am emailing and texting today. There is stuff to do! We need to close the year out! I have customers and colleagues who need me! I can work at home! So here I am, still working, even with no voice. Queen Wheeze. I will drink quantities of tea with lemon, and I made an appointment with a doctor for tomorrow so that if I am still sick then I’ll go in… but there’s just not time, you know?
Yes, you do know. We load up on Advil and caffeine and Vitamin C, and we keep going, right? We’ll go in and show up and keep going until we are just flattened by a serious illness. Working Mommy doesn’t have time to be sick.
But what would today have looked like if I had taken half a day on Saturday to sleep? Could I have shortened this illness? Probably. Could I have been more available to my kids by taking a half day to nip this illness at the beginning? Again, probably. I didn’t even want to touch them this morning for fear of getting them sick. Didn’t make their breakfast, couldn’t kiss them goodbye… it sucked. Pardon my language, but it did.
See, there is never time to be sick, and there is never time to take care of ourselves, but we MUST. Taking care of yourself is not optional. It is mandatory. We pay the piper one way or the other. Pay now or pay later, up to you. Keep in mind, though, that if you choose to pay later the price usually goes up.
Please, take the time. Know how important it is to take care of yourself. Even when you don’t want to, even when it seems that the faster and easier path is Advil, a large coffee and a donut, know that the piper will someday be paid.
So, with love today. As I finish up one last email and head up to bed.
With love, love, love,