With only a few days until February 2nd (Imbolc), and 47 days left until Spring is here in the valley of milk & honey-- I have really embraced stressing less, and accepting help, and as the weather has been kind I've also have gotten out of the house quite a bit.
Some of the things I've done recently have been small, and simple things, but have helped with my disposition quite a bit. I've been walking to work a lot more regularly, and enjoying how the fog travels through the West Eugene neighborhoods. I love smelling the wood burning stoves, and where I once cringed at the idea of the clouds clinging to my bones, I've been really embracing the healing powers being in Oregon has always held for me. I can't help feeling so lucky to be here.
Bradford and I went to see a play at The Very Little Theatre called Other Desert Cities. My old roommate, and friend, Brett French, was cast as a lead in said play, and we couldn't think of a better reason to get out and enjoy the theatre like supporting Brett. My biggest complaint about said show was I needed more Brett French in it!
I have had a hooping friend over a few times, and we've even utilized using my apartment complex's indoor basket ball court to get in some hooping with music. I have been trying to make this practice a little more common, and it feels nice having someone around who enjoys it.
I've been really trying to enjoy all my activities, and moving my body-- not just focus on having to workout, and feeling the pressure of putting back on weight. Since I've been stressing less, I am working on my 120th day of logging into MyFitnessPal, and also logging my food, even if I don't complete it that night, I go back and finish it later. I am still maintaining the goal of not stepping on the scale until the first day of Spring. My reason? I really don't want that to be the main focus for my over all well being. I want to really focus on non-scale victories, as I celebrate the gift my body is.
One way I am celebrating is the other day Keith, and I got some hooping video for the first time in a while. I am excited, and proud of myself, because I am not the same girl I was a year ago after my last hooping video I made and posted on Youtube. I have gained weight, because of the hormone imbalance my last two pregnancies and miscarriages caused. I do, however, feel my most comfortable with a hoop on my waist, and I don't want my size to stop me from being proud of being a good hula hooper.
Thursday, was a great day over all. Skye, Keith, and their daughter, Juliet, picked me up, and we drove to Florence and had some A&W, and then drove up towards the Heceta Lighthouse, and hiked the Hobbit Trail down to Hobbit Beach-- we all took pictures, got our feet wet, enjoyed the sun and the sand, hula hooped, got some video (like I mentioned), found Sand Dollars, and enjoyed baby laughs. It was a perfect Oregon Coast day in January.
I also did a 4 mile river walk, down by the Delta Ponds at the beginning of this week with the Ten Eycks, and that was also a great time. When I got home from said walk Bradford and I talked about making it a goal to hike Mt. Pisgah, Spencer's Butte, and Skinner's Butter-- since he has never done any of those hikes, and they are all within Eugene city limits. Bradford and I are also planning a special Gervais day-- nothing says love like making it a priority to spend time with one another, and caring for each other's well being.
Other than that, I have been taking things 15 minutes at a time. I have a daily routine that keeps me on track, and keeps things from getting too overwhelming. Using the Household Management Binder has been helpful in keeping household projects on track, and helping maintain household finances. If I am having a day where things are too much, and there are a million things that need to get done, and I have work-- I set a timer and I work for 15 minutes. If I do that in segments it's crazy how easily the house stays picked up and clean.
Moreover, I've noticed since doing this it is also easier for me to be accepting to my partner's help. And, I have an amazing partner. The other day Bradford let me sleep, after having a few off nights of sleep. I was in bed for at least 16 hours and he vacuumed the entire apartment, went grocery shopping, picked up and cleaned the kitchen, and then brought me a Mexican Mocha in bed before I got up went to work, and babysat. My sweet man, also baked biscuits so I would have homemade biscuits this morning.
I am learning that having a partner that is a good fit for me means my life is just a little bit more tidy. And, I like that.
I still feel that my over-all health is my responsibility and that my body is a gift, but part of really appreciating that concept is knowing that with PCOS taking back off the weight is going to take time, but I feel like I can do it again, if I first concentrate on my mental health, and while I am not ignoring my physical well-being I rather focus on the many mini blessing I have surrounding me in my life, than get upset every time I step on the scale.
I am really excited to see what the next 47 days hold, and what goals I can accomplish between Imbolc and Ostara.
2015 you're good.
|Brad and I in Florence in November|
|Brad enjoying some of the Oregon Coast|
|Juliet Ten Eyck happy sunshine girl|
|I was standing in the Pacific looking at the forest I just walked through to get to the ocean, appreciating the moon.|
|I found 13 whole Sand Dollars Thursday. This wasn't one of them.|