This is my attempt at cohesive thought. A shot in the dark when I'm in my own head, probably pure comedy on the computer...we'll see how it goes.
Hopefully this little baby blog will grow into something useful for some of you people out there in the verse, enjoy!
Ok so here is the start of day two. I got a little more sun then I planned on hanging out with a gal pal at the dog park. You should see the slipper (flip-flop) tan lines that my feet are rockin', the sun was NO joke yesterday.
I noticed that the mini breakouts on my left cheek seem to be a tiny bit more pronounced today when I did the morning wash. Not sure if that's from the sun exposure, or from my skin starting to detox, I'll keep you posted there.
After the evening wash I noticed that the brown spots seemed to be a little less obvious, though the lighter areas on my forehead appear unchanged...boo. Forehead bumps still present and accounted for.
Looking forward to day 3, and I will post pictures of how much product you need for each step...it's not a lot, but never fear there is a big punch packed in these little bits!
Strange, but transition is a theme that comes up for me a lot. I looked back at some of my old blogs, and their tags, and found that it's come up multiple times in the past year.
I just finished a book called "The Leader Who Had No Title" by Robin Sharma. I love and appreciate the message and thought that went into this book. It was a little difficult for me to read because it wasn't at all what I expected from the title (not really at all fable-ish or fictional...just the author writing in different "characters") but I picked up a lot from the book. Having my life be as in flux as it has been, so up in the air, has made me very restless - like I just can't quite reach that next stage of life. And it has been frustrating at best.
Conflict is something to be avoided right? Conflict between people, in decisions, and in growth always seemed awkward and needlessly stressful! But in reading this and other books ( "Don't Sweat The Small Stuff") I am finding that the only way to grow is to be in conflict with the status quo...what you currently are!
Challenge is uncomfortable, and well..challenging...but it seems that the more I embrace challenge and conflict the more easily I change. I want to be the kind of person that looks for the hard stuff to do because they know that it will yield a big reward of change and growth; in business and life!
Right now I'm not. But I'm trying to not be so resistant and anxious when I see something difficult coming up the road. Or to look twice and things that trigger that instant rejection and thought "I can't do that!". It's a strange process, and counter intuitive at best, for me to consciously seek out areas of discomfort and disquiet and push on them to see what happens. But surprisingly, it doesn't feel as bad, or as scary, as I thought it would.
This is my first blog in a few months. A lot has been going on and for the first time I feel like writing again. Good thing...right? It seems that at the greatest times of change or strife in my life is when I feel like writing. I can't tell if it's narcissism, or an attempt at finding answers to my questions. For my whole life I've been on the "fluffy" side which is a funny way of saying overweight. In the past few months I have slowly crept back toward the weight I was at the most unhappy point of my life, which isn't a great barometer for how happy I am, but there it is. Most of the time I am acutely aware of how blessed I am, how well supported, and how stable my life is, but at this time, all that is a little fuzzy. I still know all these things, but it seems a little removed from me. I have decided that being "removed" from your blessings probably isn't a great way of living your life. So on that premise I have decided to make a few changes. First, I'm starting P90X. I feel a little like that may be extreme but I figure go all in or don't, right? I'm dragging my darling hubby down this road with me, and as supportive as he is I feel he still thinks I'm a little crazy. We've never done a structured work out routine past making sure the dog gets walked, and this may be above our heads but I'm making a commitment to 3 months. Second, I want to be healthier and will be making a few changes to my diet. But I have this relationship with sweets. I feel like if I cut them out completely...someone is going to loose a limb. So I'm realistic about the things I can do, add a salad, drop a dessert here and there, and keep a food diary (my Fitbit Zip is going to help me there). Third, I'm committing to my blog to keep writing. It might get a little squirly, and completely unrelated to this process, but it will be about the things I love to bring me back together, and in contact with all my blessings. I think that when you focus on the good things and address the things that make you pull away from joy, you can be clear about the beneficial parts of life. Finally, I'm going to keep tabs on the changes on my life. This seems like a strange one, but you know what the definition of insanity is right; Doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result? Well I feel like I have been forcing life to conform to MY plan and just getting upset when that doesn't happen. Total surprise, right? Well if I pay attention, maybe I will solve the mystery of why my metaphorical crowbar is so worn down. Keep up if you can, I feel like this is going to be the kind of roller coaster I hate; fast with big hills. Nature girl
