Wearing Red Isn’t Enough…

Jane CarrollYesterday was…Wear Red Day…I did my best…which was red undies and socks…I posted an article with links to discovering your personal cardiac risk…

I felt proud of myself…I’d done my job…I’d made information available…I had even made the point that knowing your risk and taking action to lower it…was indeed part of living your truth…

That’s when…Bertha…zinged me…

What is my truth about heart disease…about being healthy in general…

Of course…I want to be healthy…I want to have a healthy body…that is my truth…

Then…what are you doing about it…

Zing…

Umm…hmmm…gulp…

About that time…Bertha…let me in on a point of truth…it doesn’t do me any good to know my truth…unless…I own it…and…live it…

Well…that was enough to make me drop my Twinkie and jump on the treadmill…as I realized that although my truth about my health had not changed over the past couple of years…that I was no longer fully owning it…and certainly not living it…not the way I used to…

She made me dig deep…

I realized the reasons why I stopped my healthy lifestyle…and looked at where they fit in with my truth…did those reasons and those actions fully support the truth of who I am…

It wasn’t a simple answer…in some ways they did…at least for the circumstances I was in…and…from the coping skills I knew at that time…

But…that was then…and this is now…time to really dig down into the truth of my health…own it…live it…

I’m not exactly sure what I’m going to do…but I do know that…wearing red…isn’t enough…

Jane…

Coaching with Jane Carroll and BerthaBertha and would love to walk with you on your journey of truth.

At the Rock…

My thoughts are popping like corn this morning…darting from here to there…and never quite settling on one thing to write about…should it be the crazy dream I had last night…the trip to my daughter’s last weekend…the fact that the flamingo did a nose dive in the yard…or…several other things that are floating through…

But…none of them seem just right…although…I do have pictures of the flamingo…and…some funny theories as to why it was pounding its head against a rock…it just doesn’t seem like what…needs…to come out this morning…

No…it’s deeper than that…I need to work through…my frustration…

For the past several months…I’ve been on a quite restricted dietary regime…not for weight loss…but…to correct some metabolic issues…that poor diet and lifestyle choices over the years…created…

And…it’s been…okay…I say…it’s not really…hard…it’s more…inconvenient

So…it was with hope…for some leniency…that I went for a recheck last week…maybe…yogurt…and…eggs…a couple of times a month…

Instead…I got…you’re doing good…keep it up until at least January…then…we’ll see

Okay…I have to admit it…I’ve been grumpy…I’ve been withdrawn…I’ve been in a funk…ever since…I’m tired of it…

I’m tired of being…different…based on what I cannot eat…I want to feel…normal…again…

Bertha…reminds me…I’ve never been…normal…I’ve always marched to my own drum…no point in trying to fit in now…

She goes on to tell me…it’s not the food that’s bothering me…it’s the feelings that I have associated with the food over the years…the self-nurturing that I have done…with food…most of which…is not on my list anymore…

Who is she kidding…none of my nurturing foods are on my list…and…somehow…broccoli and grilled chicken…just aren’t that soothing…

Thankfully…she said…that I don’t have to rely on food for nurturing…that I have so many…ways to do that…spending time in nature…meditation…contemplation…reading good books…exercise…spending time with people I love…writing…cooking…and…the list goes on and on…

Hmmm…she’s right…all of those things do nurture me…but there are times…when…only ice cream…would do the trick…

And…that’s when she joined the flamingo…at the rock…

Jane