Saturday, October 6, 2012
A lil something happened on the way to fabulous...
Well, I am NOT GOING to scold you girls. EVEN though I should. Gather your thoughts and SHARE. It is important and I am about to attack a subject that has been on my mind as of late...
Got your coffee??...
Ok, my subject is WEIGHT...
WHY? WHY can't we get in shape? WHY can't we seem to stay on a diet and exercise plan for more than a few days at a time?
I have REALLY been pondering this a lot ladies. HERE we are 3 gorgeous women in our middle years. We have wonderful grown children. We have navigated the pitfuls "sometime gracefully at other times stumbling and bumbling" of life... so why can't we
get a grip on this for ourselves. We ALL know how much better we would feel. How much better the quality of our life would be. Mid 40's is not old.. it is NOT the Autumn... so, Oh Dear what can the matter be? I just had the most fabulous guy in the world tell
me straight up to my face that he wanted a life with me but I would have to commit myself to being fit. In his opinion it adds to the quality of life, health, sex drive and good mental health. Did it make me mad? Offend me? It seems like on some level it should... but in the back of my mind, I know that he is right. Now I have made strides the past couple of years to eat healthier, I think we all have. But until we make regular exercise a part of our daily routine... it is NEVER going to work. I know we aren't lazy, Candygirl, I know for a fact that you work sun up (or before) to sundown.
Do we not love ourselves enough? Do we spend so much time taking care of others we don't have time for ourselves? Or maybe it's just because life takes SO much out of us we simply don't have the energy to do this for ourselves? I don't know the answers to the very difficult questions but I WANT to bring it to the proverbial table :)
I want energy and vibrancy.. I WANT a good sex life ( OMG do I want that) I want to feel good and dare I say it.... I want to LOOK good. Do I think that worth is defined by numbers on a scale? NO! Do I think that we would all have a better life if we could do this.. YES... with all my heart, yes. I have this picture in my head of Aimee R taking our photo - the blond, red head and brunette... each dressed in various forms of black and white... and shining with health and energy. I am committing myself to doing this... FOR ME... it's time.
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple...
don't know why I felt like posting that... ANYHOW... LOVE LOVE LOVE you 2 so so much!
The Gypsy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VhYL3-xLfK4 WATCH IT
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