So I sit here in a hotel room watching Dr. Oz spilling tip after tip, as I have this word HEALTH written all over my forehead. Not because I am eating clean or exercising the way I used to or the way I want to be, but because I am at this hotel room with wrinkles, and headaches, and breakouts.
Some might say, “You are in a hotel; why all the stress? You must be on vacation.”
Ugh, not quite that luxurious. More along the lines of a hospital hotel. Though I am thankful. I am thankful I am here because, well, I am with my dad.
So as the talk show hosts go on and on about being healthy and eating right and exercising, there is still no definitive answer on how to cure cancer.
Wowzer! I can’t believe it has been nearly a year since I last posted. Just popping in to say “Hello.” I often think about how much I miss this hobby, or no pay side job as it was extremely time consuming. Just a bit on the health front–this morning I worked out with my sister for the first time since August. And I’ve totally been slacking on any creativity and cooking in the kitchen. My husband is lucky to get one meal a week cooked by me. There has been a lot of craziness in my world this past year. I may share some over the next few months when I get inspired to write or talk or share. Bye for now; I’ll be back soon.
Needless to say, I’ve gotten a bit off track with healthy cooking and exercising. (I’ve only exercised 5 times in the past two weeks.) I’m not a complete loss though because my weekly breakfasts and lunches tend to be clean eating for the most part, aside from the day I had two slices of king cake along with my cafeteria made veggie soup/grilled cheese combo at work. It is mainly the dinners and weekends that cause me to go astray.
I put blame on the stress and exhaustion that comes with being a teacher and also these financially trying times that the country is facing, including myself. I guess charging fast food or take out was the easier route rather than charging an entire baskets worth of groceries. Or perhaps it is just laziness on my part.
Either way, it is no excuse for putting my health on the line…not to mention I can certainly feel and see the fat accumulating in my belly and thighs as I see my belly hanging over my pants and feel the snugness of my jeans surround my thighs.
So I want to get back on track today. It is the start of the lenten season, which to many means giving up something that you can’t generally resist. I guess in a sense that means giving up my unhealthy ways. But more so adding back healthy eating and exercising into my life.
On a final note, yesterday was Mardi Gras also known as Fat Tuesday. It is that day of celebration, to eat and drink and have a final shebang before the 40 Days of Lent. So I certainly got my fill of hot dogs and chili, hand rolled hot tamales, and spicy jambalaya.
So Happy Belated Mardi Gras! And can anyone answer that? I here it’s mostly diet and exercise. 😉
Really, I do miss you. I suppose you may have missed me too. I do enjoy spending time with you though I am not quite sure where the time has gone.
Perhaps I took a break. Just a summer off to spend time with my sister and her children almost every week day allowed. Where I was allowed to learn who she is as a mommy, I was able to spend time watching as my nephew and niece grow into their own. It is amazing how fast they’ve grown into the three and one year olds that they are; I am not quite sure where the time has gone.
It was a relaxing summer, a needed break. No working; only doing what I wanted to do. I did boot camps or some form of activity nearly everyday. I cooked some days. I ate out most.
In truth, now that school (work) has started up, I still do not have much desire to cook dinner each night. My spark for combining ingredients in the kitchen has dwindled. On the other hand, I still feel passionate about health and nutrition, I still love reading healthy living blogs, and I still love the natural highs I get from exercising. But as I get older (I turned 29 on August 10th by the way–kind of a scary number), my days seem harried, hurried, rushed and routined. I cannot fit in all of life’s to-dos by each day’s end. I am not quite sure where the time goes.
A few weeks ago as I was settled in on my forty-five minute drive to work, a radio host made mention of the fact that people always throw out the phrase “I don’t have time for…” “I don’t have time to cook.” “I don’t have time to exercise.” “I don’t have time to watch T.V.” “I don’t have time to read.” “I don’t have time to facebook.” Point being is that people do have time and they have time for what they set as priority and what they feel as important.
So as time is ticking, I am keeping my blog up and running for those of you who have made time to check it and were wondering. I will not be posting every single day nor will I be posting every single morsel of food I eat, but I may on occasion. I will continue to post about food, and recipes, and exercising, and anything else I feel in the moment. I am not sure if it will be weekly, monthly, maybe quarterly by the looks of it. But I do know one thing, only time will tell.