To Everything There is a Season

To everything there is a season, and this morning, the first of October, I began the season of walking. Again.

I say again because it's not the first time I've "started" walking. I guess if I were honest, I'd say it won't be the last. It always makes me feel like a failure to admit I'm starting something again, because logic follows that I stopped. And when it comes to physical well-being, if I stop walking, that's like giving up on me.

At least in my head.

After watching the second episode of the new season of Biggest Loser several weeks ago, I went to - www.jillianmichaels.com - now I didn't sign up to be a member, as I've signed up to pay for websites before and doing that alone doesn't melt my fat. I did however sign up for the email newsletter. And in it this morning was this:

"You are not alone — I fell off the wagon Thursday morning — and hopped right back on — It's true you have to make short term goals, and even if you fall off the wagon you have to jump back on or nothing is going to change. Try not to worry about what you might have or have not gained from eating the past two days, just get back on track and do the best you can one day at a time . . . you are the master of your destiny." – TrishTheDish

Keep in mind, I'd already decided last night to wake up and walk at the Y. This just confirmed it. Yesterday when I was hungry, I walked - yes walked- to the local Greek Pizza place. I figured if I was gonna eat bad food, the least I could do was walk for it. And come to find out, cheese wasn't as appetizing to me as it used to be. I think now I see all that melted gooeyness as fat- like pure fat, and I don't want that going in my body. Quite a turn around in thinking, but yesterday wasn't the first time I noticed it.

I decided to wake up and walk at the Y this morning because I had a tough time falling asleep. My mind just would not shut off. My body didn't feel tired. I remembered that when I was walking at 5am every morning not only did I have more energy at work in the mornings, I also went to sleep very easily in the evenings. True, many times I went to sleep extra early, but no harm in that.

I guess I'll see how long I can maintain this as a habit. True to form, I try to be perfect and go gung ho when I decide to do something. I even grabbed the pool schedule as I left. But then I realized that I just need to get back into the groove slowly, and create a routine.

So that's what I'm going to do.

Again.