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| Last picture of the night :) |
- My best friend asked me to marry him, I said yes
- I started a new job as a Financial Analyst
- Planned a wedding & pre-wedding fun
- Fiance graduated with his bachelors
- Got Married (Best weekend ever!)
- Beautiful honeymoon!!
- Bought a house
- Spent lots of time in new beautiful house making and eating lots of glorious food and drink.
I have been incredibly blessed and had some wonderful events over the last couple of years. My last note/event has been especially amazing, yummy and a really fun way to spend time with my new partner for life. HOWEVER, along with this gorgeous food that we were enjoying ALL of the time, I have also acquired some unwanted LBs and some other things that were making me really unhappy with myself. Now, that being said, I have never been terribly concerned about being the skinniest girl on the block. More importantly, I was noticing some things in myself that I really did not like. I was lacking the energy and motivation to do, well, to do anything really. Work, school, house stuff, see my friends. You name it, I likely did not want to do it. Unless it involved sitting with my husband and/or cooking comfort food. I was lazy. Plain and simple. Lazy.
Something my Grandmother once asked me kind of appeared in my head out of the blue, as most of my grandmother's sage advice usually does when I need it, "What do you want your legacy to be?" Her question was huge and included everything. Financial health, educational progress, professional career, physical health, community involvement, parental/familial relationship, friendships etc. What an amazing question from one of the most amazing people that will ever walk this earth.
What DO I want my legacy to be?
I quickly realized that I would strongly prefer that my legacy not be one of isolation, eating, spending money on frivolous things, mediocrity at work and not being that great of a wife, friend or family member.
I knew that I needed to start making small changes to get back to feeling like I truly am doing my best in all of these areas. Want to know the weird place I started? Flossing. Yup. Like the waxy minty stuff that you jam in between your teeth and no matter how much or how often you do it, the dentist yells at you. Yup, that stuff. I started by going upstairs to bed a little bit earlier than my husband, washing my face, plucking eyebrows and other uninvited face hairs* and the dreaded chore of flossing.
Starting this habit really made me focus on myself and doing something that benefits only me has made me begin to focus on other parts of my life that I was neglecting. All the things that are sometimes hard but need to do to feel sane; Laundry, regular showers (I told you I was being lazy), making sure that I am seeing my friends, caring what I look like when going out in public, getting work work and school work done BEFORE the day it is due, and finally getting back into shape and eating healthy foods and normal portions again.
I will go more into detail on my new undertaking once I get through the first week but long story short after much consideration and debate, I've decided to give one of the Beachbody programs a try. 21 Day Fix Extreme to be exact. My girlfriend has been a coach for a while and has been trying to get me involved but I just wasn't ready. So we will see how this goes and I'll report progress and how I like it after the first week. I'd love to get back to my personal training shape and energy level and maybe get back into that again but we shall see!
Feels good to get some of this off of my chest now that I am moving in a better direction. I don't think many people really knew what a yucky hole I was in for a bit. Perhaps it was coming down from the wedding as some have suggested. Or perhaps it was a needed break from reality so that I could get a kick in the pants like this from myself. In any case, now its out so I have way more than just me holding me accountable.
Onward and Upward!
LeeLee
*Are there any face hairs we purposefully invite? Some eyebrow is good but the rest? ugh.
