Tonight I posted my 100th #100happydays photo to Instagram. It wasn’t a well thought out photo. It wasn’t posed for. There was no planning, staging or even smiling. It’s a terrible photo. Taken while walking out of the gym, in poor lighting, on my phone.
It was a screenshot of a snapchat I’d sent to a few friends on my way home:
See – terrible.
But I’m so proud, it’s not funny. Proud of the photo. Proud of the PB. Proud that I got through the whole 100 days. I started something and I finished it!
And it’s the boost I needed to get back on track.
There is a fire under my butt now, and Im going to make the most of it.
I have my regular PT session tomorrow, an RPM (spin) class booked for Thursday, and another one in mind for Saturday morning.
Curbing my eating is going to be the hard part – eventually I want to be back eating sugar-free, but Im taking baby steps to get back there. No cold turkey, or I’ll never get there. It helps that one of my new colleagues is doing the plan at the moment – company in (the initial) misery!
So here’s to a better July!
This weekend I brought a pair of size 15 jeans. Rigid denim, yes. But size 15. That’s a far cry from my last purchase at size 12 (US10).
I knew I was off track, but this was a shock. A wake up call.
How’s everyone going with their #100happydays challenge?
Those of you that committed to it when I last posted – are you still going?
And those of you that thought it was a good idea, but weren’t ready to commit… have you come back to it?
I’m still going strong – 72 days and counting. Confident that I’ll knock out the full 100, too.
It’s been great. Focusing on the positive, even over the last month or so where my mind has been so…scattered. Finding the things that make me happy in ordinary, everyday life. And the special events!
A common thread through my daily photos is my knitting. It’s been my creative outlet and to say that my behaviour has been a little obsessive would… not be too far off. But I prefer to say ‘passionate’.
If I could, I would be spending all day in bed with my knitting. But, sadly, that won’t pay for my habits – knitting or training. And without a hard train, how do you earn your R&R?
You may have seen this one… It’s an email forward that’s been doing the rounds for a couple of years. I received it again from a friend recently, and it arrived at the perfect time – it really helped me put things into perspective.
So, I share it with you: a good analogy for what is important in life.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles roll
ed into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full.. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’
The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.The students laughed..
‘Now,’ said the professor as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things—-your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—-and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.. The sand is everything else—-the small stuff.
‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and mow the lawn.
Take care of the golf balls first—-the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked.’ The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.
Some light laughs for your Tuesday… 😉