The truth is that I have been into health and fitness since I was 12 years old. And a donut lover for even longer than that. The summer that I turned 12 was pivotal in my life. I started watching the Richard Simmons show and I was hooked. I began exercising outside of school PE classes and started experimenting on my own in the kitchen with healthy recipes. The life I laid out for myself that summer, stuck. I’m not saying that I didn’t eat junk food like every other teenager, I did. But that is when I learned that there can be both if I leaned more toward making healthy choices most of the time. This carried on for years and even crept its way into my career when I was given the opportunity to work with bariatric patients prior to and after their weight loss surgeries.
So why do I bring all this up?
Because today is National Donut Day. And as much as running, exercising and eating right is a part of my life, so has this favorite childhood food. Jelly donuts will ALWAYS stir up fond memories of yesteryear for me. Memories of New York (I was born there), my mom, my grandmother, and little pink bakery boxes tied with string. I love that weeks like this I am literally a walking oxymoron. With Running Day and Donut Day all occurring in one week, I feel like I get to celebrate the things that stir up a lot of wonderful memories for me. A lifetime of them really. And that is pretty cool.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you love the life you have created and get to eat a donut too!!!
I have always loved getting my miles in and my workouts done before anyone wakes up. It has been my ME time for as long as I can remember. It’s not always easy, but one of the things that motivates me to get up and out there is knowing what I will see. Trust me, you don’t see a lot at first because IT IS SO DARK! But once dawn begins to break it’s a light show that never fails to take my breath away. This morning when I was out there I thought about how many mornings I’ve had the privilege to experience like this. At this point in my life, they are literally COUNTLESS. It’s funny, a much younger me could have never predicted how grateful I would feel this morning as I looked back across the years. Somehow a normal daily routine turned into something that would bless me far beyond my expectations. And all I kept thinking was, “WOW, what an incredible gift God has given me!”
Well, I hope you all have a day where you wake up to something beautiful!!!
I woke up insanely early again this morning. I can get used to this. I actually have to, HA! With school starting soon for Libs and Reese, my workouts will be back at the “undead” hours again. Not that I mind it, I actually prefer it. I love the quiet of the early morning. It truly is my ME time. And I think, after all these years of the back-to-school schedule changes, that my body just naturally switches back to that “clock”. So instead of fighting to fall back to sleep this morning I made myself some coffee, wrote emails, reviewed and added events to our calendars, finalized everything for my (hopefully soon to be) Yoga Instructor Certification and worked on the details to a few trips we have planned. And I got it all done with no interruptions. Because let’s face it, most of the earth is still asleep that early on a Sunday morning.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you drink coffee and feel productive!!!
I am wildly familiar with the pains of working out and running. After decades of exercise I can attest that keeping fit, often keeps you sore. But every once in a while I work out so hard that the level of soreness I wake up shocks even me. Holy moly! And it literally hits me the second I wake up, open my eyes and try to move. Ouchie.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you are able to roll over!!!
Yesterday I got into a discussion about running and working out. Particularly about the numerous times I’ve been asked if I’ll ever stop.
That’s always such a strange question to me.
I’ve been working out since I was 12 years old. It’s part of who I am and who I’ve always been. I don’t know anything different. Even the two years post back injury I did anything and everything my doctors would let me do (which wasn’t much, but I did it anyway).
I get hurt A LOT. I have A TON of setbacks. But I’d like to believe it’s because I’ve never stopped pushing myself out of my comfort zone. I love learning about the body God has gifted me with. I like figuring out what it’s capable of. This body of mine never ceases to amaze me. Seriously, WHOA! It’s also about chasing down dreams. I have a lot of them. Still.
Some days come easier but overall, it is NEVER easy to keep up this lifestyle. Trust me, it’s nicer to sleep in. What I do and how I do it is a choice I have to make every day. I choose to keep trying, fighting and living. This is how I am … and despite the pain, blood, fractures, sprains and tears it’s always been worth it.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you do it anyway!!!
My gym doesn’t open until 7 am on the weekends. During the week it opens at 5 am. This is perfect for me and my crazy life. Except today. A 7 am open time has never bothered me before. I guess I’ve never been in a position where I needed to be in and out of there early on a weekend before. But today I do. I’m in a hurry. And yet, here I wait. Ugh.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you have places to go and people to see!!!
I’ve always done a lot of core work when I work out. It has served me well, especially these past four months. Recently I decided to add more of the same things I have been doing for years. Nothing different, just more days of what I normally do. And wow, can I feel it! I haven’t been this sore in a long time. I keep telling myself that sore is good … and that NOTHING I drop on the floor is important enough to retrieve. HA!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you can bend!!!