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Friday, February 27, 2009

I Took The Time...

and it felt great!


"You cannot love another until you truly love yourself."

How many times have you heard that valid, but wildly overused wisdom phrase? Me? Countless - and with multiple variations on the "love" part. You know, sub in "provide, insipire, comfort" or any other well meaning verb and it still works.

I just forgot. That's all. It's pretty simple.

But this morning during the 90 minutes of Turbo Jam**, Yoga and Meditation (um..30 min each, just in case you thought I was truly nuts)...I remembered.

I am no good to: my family, my writing, to you, to local bereaved parents, to the board of directors, or any other life I try and touch - unless I remain good, loving, kind, attentative, inspirational, etc...to myself.

Today I feel good, calm, ready to tackle my to-do list with a, I have more than enough time mindset - instead of my recent, I'll never get all this done attitude. (And - shocker...I never did)

There is one more part to my Meltdown series - "The Resolution". I will post it on Sunday, a fitting day it seems. But mostly, because missing Show and Tell two weeks in a row not only shames the straight-A student in me, but could drop my grade...and we just can't have that!

I am more than enough. I am strong. I am deterimined. Watch out world - I have a lot to give, say, write, share, inspire, love, create......


** - On a sad note, my DVD died today, mid-squat and kick! I've already tried to revive it once at the local video store with their fancy machine. I'ts done. I'm sad. Please - if you would, a tiny moment of silence for the only disk that ever inspired a desire to work out. Ok, I'm off to try and find another deal of the century! I'm guessing it won't be five bucks!

8 comments:

Martha@A Sense of Humor is Essential said...

Sorry about the DVD. Yippee for self nuturing! ((Hugs))
I went w/my cousin on a 2 mile mountain hike yesterday and it felt great!!

Kristin said...

Sorry your DVD died. Hope you find an equally good deal.

Bluebird said...

I'm so proud of you! I know it couldn't have been easy to make/ find/ take the time, but I'm sure you'll be glad that you did. . . I too have been toying with the idea of making this (in the form of a pilates class) a priority - it terrifies me, but I know it will be beneficial!

Brenna said...

I hope the DVD is soon rediscovered, and I'm so glad that you were able to do this for yourself! I know how hard that can be.

Michelle said...

Oh so sorry about your DVD.

I am so happy though that you are taking care of yourself!

Monica said...

An inspiring post - yes to all of those things (except boo on the DVD loss). So important to look after ourselves.

MrsSpock said...

Ah- your poor DVD!

It is so very hard to drag myself out of bed at 5:45 to go to the gym, but I second your advice- I am no good to anyone when I don't take care of myself. Go you!

Dalene said...

That is a good lesson to remember. Thanks for the refresher!

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