Hey Everybody, Today’s workout went downhill quickly. It started with running intervals that looked like this Workout of the Day:
3 minutes walk at 3.5
2 minutes run at 7.5
2 mins walk at 3.5
repeat the above interval 3 more times
Then, en route to rocking the elliptical, I got an awful (but familiar) stomach pain, and knew I needed to rest, so finished up with my clients and headed home to couch.
I don’t know about you, but sometimes, when I skip a planned workout, I feel guilty and anxious. I also have this bizarre fantasy that I put on 20 pounds by not working out. I’ve learned to not self punish over this ridiculous thought, but some days, like today, it just feels very challenging.
Luckily, and blessing filled, I came home and read this gorgeous e-mail from my friend Brady . Brady is one of those super-women who, as I perceive, loves her own body with all her might. She is also gorgeous, amazing, smart, hilariously funny and warm, but what often strikes me the most is her intense love for herself and everyone around her. She is the one who first told me, “your body is the only home you have. Love it.”
I read this beautiful quote today and thought of you “Sometimes, loving your body is not an option. Sometimes, the best we can do is accept our bodies as the changeable, beautiful, frustrating vessels they are. That’s OK. Expecting yourself to have a full-on love affair with your body at all times is asking too much. Bodies are occasionally annoying. What we can do is know them, and decide for ourselves when they feel good, and when they feel less good, and what we might do to make them feel better again. Even if we can’t love our bodies, we can make sure we don’t hate them.” It’s by Lesley Kinzel.
It reminds me of The Gift of The Sea, by Anne Morrow Lindbergh
When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity – in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern.
I needed this so very much today, and it reminded me to relax, let go, and remember that I always have tomorrow to workout. I can let go of the fear around an unexpected sick day, and just breathe myself in. It also was such an amazing reminder of how lucky I am to have such amazing, inspirational friends. Love you, Brady!Question of the Day:What can you do today to celebrate your body in some way? Even when it’s annoying?I’m going to take a nap to celebrate my body. Love that. Lots of love,