

A balance of Mind-Body-Spirit









Since the boys and I started running this Spring, Little Miss 3 year old has been asking for pink running shoes. Today she and Daddy bought some with her birthday money (her idea), and then she took me for a run. Her knowledge of neighborhood routes was impressive. She took me to a park that we usually don't go to and brought me home by a different route. It was a short run--less than 1/4 mile--but a good first effort for my maternity workouts. :)"Never, never, never, never, never give up!"
-Winston Churchill
"Enough is a good as a feast."-George Chapman
"Nobody ever said it would be easy."-A friend's grandmother
"When you pray, pray, but when you pheasant, pheasant!"-St. Teresa of Avilla (when asked how she could eat so enthusiasticly at a feast)











Make it Fun!
So how can we make moving fun for
us? First, by letting go of our perfectionism and that internal need to compete
with some imaginary foe. Moving is not a battle to the death; it is a habit we
are practicing to help us live long and healthy lives. If we start out tyring to
kill ourselves to get in 'shape' we will not stick with our moving routines. It
becomes too hard. We can't live up to our perfectionism. One way we can make
moving fun is to find something that we like to do: dancing, walking, swimming,
aerobics, yoga, tai chi, gardening, fly-fishing, hiking, etc. If you're not
sure, think back to when you were a child and the activities that you liked to do
then....

Chomping down breakfast...

Afterwards, we picked up a friend and rode to the park to play where we happened to meet this sweet creature in the grass at the field...

Watching this turtle, we were able to slow down a bit...at first we watched him - he was about 50 feet from his water source. Then, after we moved a significant distance away, he darted for that water source only to find that he couldn't get back under the fence.
So, I picked him up and put him in a place where he could go under the fence and get back to the water.
Once near the canal, he drove at break-neck speed...
Really.
And we rode leisurely home.
All in all, our ride was about 7 miles whereupon we returned the safety of our shell and ate lunch.
Unlike the turtle, we did not eat greens.
We had black bean burritos and corn.
(Photo credit top 2 pics: me/turtle pic - Kaya, age 10)
Weight: 132 lbs Water consumed: 50 oz (bad) Races run: 1 (v. good) Moments spent feeling like am doing something worthwhile and am a part of something greater: approx 1,267
A balance of Mind-Body-Spirit