This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present?
I'm not gonna lie - I'm not quite sure how to interpret this. Perhaps it's because I spent last night with friends, stuffing all sorts of dips and cake and cookies and various fatty goodness-type treats and my brain is still in a food coma.
So I will say this: I have felt the BEST about my body this year in the past month or two. If you remember, in yesterday's post I mentioned wanting to lose some weight, and at the same time, stop talking about the weight I want to lose. In doing this, I have allowed myself to stop verbalizing self-hating sentiments - something I would never want Jane to hear. Girls these days start obsessively worrying about weight soooo young - I've heard of five- and six-year-olds on diets - and there is no way I am going to be a part of Jane developing a negative body image. So by not talking about it, I allow my brain a respite from obsessing over it.
Anywho, over the past three months, I've gotten back to power walking three miles, four days a week. This has been a tried-and-true method of weight loss for me - I lost 70 pounds 10 years ago doing this, and have managed to keep the bulk of it off (I know, I know, readers of this blog know I have gone on and on about this before - just keeping the new readers updated).
I used to walk further and longer and more often, but my life these days only allows for a four-day-a-week committment to exercise, which I think is pretty dang good (although, of course, I still sometimes beat myself up over it, wondering why I can't do more). Now, the weight is not falling off of me like it did when I was 26 - but I only need to lose a small fraction of what I needed to lose then. Plus, my metabolism is 11 years older.
And despite the fact that, these days, I am going out in the near-dark at 6:30 in the morning, in the freeeezing cold (it was 17 degrees the other morning), I am remembering how much I do enjoy having that time to myself, figuring out my day, waking myself up, listening to some tunes -all before anyone else crawls out of bed. I feel better for having exercised (although I do not like exercise itself), I know I'm doing good things for my body, and most importantly - and I really believe this - I'm doing great things for my mind.
Does that answer this question? I hope so. : )
Fun day today - going to lunch with my friends, then off to my niece's birthday party - have a great day!