Grumble…Grumble…

Earlier in the week…I went for an afternoon gym session…I usually go before work…and I noticed a woman that I haven’t seen in a couple of years…she really looked good…I could see the muscle definition in her arms and legs…definition that wasn’t there the last time I’d seen her…

My first response was to feel discouraged and grumble…well…she looked better and I didn’t…if life isn’t fair…then…grumbling should be…

No…not according to you know who…Bertha…who said that instead of grumbling…I should look at her as encouragement for the efforts that I’ve been making…she reminded me…that during those same two years…I had that little thing called…brain surgery…which was the reason that I quit training at the time…and…here this woman was…proof positive…that although I don’t see a huge change after a couple of months working out…that with consistency…in a couple of years…I will have made huge strides…

Hmmm…I hadn’t thought of it that way…but…I still grumbled a little…about wasted time…and well…just because I was in a grumbling mood…

Then…I saw the same woman yesterday at the grocery store…she really looked good…we smiled…we spoke…I told her…I could tell she appreciated it…she agreed that she had really been working hard…that she pushed herself…but that she did it because she liked the results…

This morning…on my day off…I got up early…and went to the gym…I didn’t grumble…well…maybe just a little

Jane

PS…she also related it all to my life…of course…and reminded me of my writing…and that the same holds true for it…I hate when she double teams me…

Shhhh…Do You Hear That?

I’m trying…I really am…to listen to my body…to respond to what it is telling me it needs…but…it speaks so softly at times…that it is easy to ignore…it’s easy to push beyond what it is telling me…and do…exactly what I think I want or need to do…

I’ve talked about it before…years of self-abuse…ignoring warnings that my body tried to give me…eating when it wasn’t hungry…ignoring that queasy feeling from being over full…then…doing the pendulum swing…severely limiting food…trying to punish it for being overweight…ignoring that gnawing sensation…

It was the same with exercise…I’ve ignored that feeling of fatigue when my body was asking me to…move…and…I’ve pushed it to limits that would make a trainer on a nothing like reality weight loss show proud…ignoring the pain and fatigue that accompanies over training…in an effort to whip it into shape…

So…now…here I am…trying to listen…the problem is…I hear…I just don’t always understand what its saying…what it means…I suppose I haven’t fully learn its codes…and…perhaps they change…

I want to eat…but…am I bored…is my appetite hungry…or is it truly my body’s need for nourishment…

If…I am truly hungry…and it isn’t…time…to eat…maybe…I didn’t eat enough at the meal before…maybe I didn’t have enough protein to carry me through…maybe I need to look at what I’ve been eating…it could even be that my metabolism has speeded up a bit and processed my earlier meal more quickly…

The point is…my body isn’t letting me down because it is hungry…it’s trying to tell me something…something that I can tweak…something I can fine tune…

Even…when the answer is that I’m bored…it’s telling me something…I’m not challenging myself enough in some areas…there’s something that I want to do…but…I’m holding myself back…very valuable information…

It’s the same with my workouts…as I discern…lack of motivation…from…over training…learning…what my body’s limits are at this time…not those of some composite woman that the training program I’m following was designed for…

I’m listening when something is uncomfortable…when I’m fatigued…I’m adjusting what I’m doing…I’m giving myself more rest time…I’m honoring my aches and pains…and fatigue…and…yes…even that sensation of…I can’t wait to get to the gym

So…yes…unlike…Bertha…my body still speaks softly…but…I think…it has just as much wisdom to share…I just have to listen more closely…

Turning up my hearing aids

Jane