Okay. I resolve to go to Zumba class twice a week. And I resolve to trade French fries for applesauce or cottage cheese or carrots or something.
I’ve been feeling a bit chubby lately. The jeans I bought this fall are snug. And I’m not keen on building a new wardrobe to adjust. I’d rather just get back in shape. I feel much better about myself and internally, especially, when I’m in a habit of exercising. I actually feel cleaner when I exercise.
I felt like 2013 was the year I spent taking care of my emotional and mental health. I came home from Wisconsin with a plan to surround myself with people who truly love me. Check. I vowed to get in shape. Check, for about 8 months. And I worked with a woman who became a mentor. We gardened several times a week. My dear friend, L, was such a positive influence on me this summer. She helped empower me by teaching me all about plants and seasons and flowers. I planted my own garden here and watched all summer and fall as my hard work paid off. I felt connected to the earth, the land, Iowa, and my home. I really needed that after 2012. And now, at the end of 2013, I got a job.
Now, I know my problems aren’t magically solved, but having some money to put toward my student loans and such is a HUGE relief! And it’s time to focus on my body. I want to prepare myself for the day when I want to start a family. I want to prepare myself for aging. I don’t want to be 80 and look back and wish I’d taken better care of myself.
So, Zumba meets three times a week in the next town over. If I go twice a week, that’ll be great. I’ve done it before, I can do it again. And the potatoes thing is that I feel like I use them for filler. And I’d rather eat a healthier filler. I’ll know I’ve succeeded in my resolution when I can count more weeks with 2 Zumba nights than weeks without. And I’ll know daily if I succeed with making healthier (fruits and veggies) choices. I do weigh myself on occasion, but I normally judge my body by which clothes I can wear. How I feel in my clothes. And how I feel without my clothes. Inside, like in my digestive system.
Since meeting my birthfamily, I’ve come to terms with my body shape actually. I used to get so frustrated that I carry my weight in my tummy region. But after meeting my mother and grandmother, I see that it’s just genetics. That’s where they’re soft too. And they have short torsos. And longer legs. And no matter what I do, this is what I’ve got to work with. And that’s a great feeling actually! That doesn’t bum me out at all!
Since I began writing this post, I have since gotten a new phone. With said phone came a $50 gift card to the Verizon store, so I bought a FitBit with it. This is not an endorsement, but I will say that I kinda love my little pink Bit! And I’m proud of myself for taking a real step toward my goals. The Bit tracks my steps, calories burned, and distance traveled. It’s kinda fun to see how many steps I can do – it really makes you WANT to move more! I hope to use this information to target my efforts and be more aware of the types of foods I’m eating.
What are your resolutions for the year?