I can see it
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
This time last year, I was embracing my sedentary, middle-aged body, when I found something I really liked to do. I love to dance. It was while I half-heartedly worked out on the machines at the Y was when I discovered a Zumba class and fell instantly in love. I liked it so much, I kept on going back. And as this continued, something happened. I
was more present when I ate. My energy shot through the roof, so much so I wanted to do more. I got my weights out from under my bed and used them! I would take time to do little things on my break at work -- walking lunges, squats, push-ups against the desk—anything that would boost my metabolism.
Time. It took quite a bit of time, but I want to keep up my own level of health. I didn't stop. I kept on going.
Others noticed before I did, and when I became aware – the loose rings, the clothes that no longer fit, the thinning of my face – I was frankly shocked. Not I was sassy in my own right before, but I have more confidence. I was kinder to myself. I didn’t realize I was looking down instead of looking up. I learned how to say “thank you” when I received a compliment.
Today, I can see it. I am not the twenty-something I was, but the fifty-something I am now. Right now!
I celebrate a milestone. I can tuck my shirt in my jeans and wear a belt!
Wow! I rock!!!