"The summer sun's callin' my name!"
It's a Sunshine Day!
Or it was this morning, anyway; right now, it looks like a storm's a-brewin'. Thank goodness I seized the day when I did.
I've had a ton of editing work lately, which is great, but yesterday I had a huge job that kept my butt plastered in a chair from 7 to 7 — 12 straight hours of editing. (And afterward, even though I'd barely moved around all day, I collapsed into a chair and watched five episodes of Daria, the greatest thing MTV ever produced, through half-closed eyes.)
And given that experience, today I desperately wanted to break a sweat.
I've been leery of walking outside my house, given all the knee trouble I'm having, but at 9:45 (a.m.) I decided to bite the bullet and head for the bike path. My usual "route" (so to speak — it's a straight line) is 2.7 miles, and the first half mile was hellish; I could feel every one of my excess pounds. I panted, I ached, I was morose. But I kept on.
And then the final half mile was hellish x 2. My right knee hurt like blazes and the rest of me was happy to join the pity party. It felt like it took as long to walk that last half-mile as the rest of the walk combined. But I kept thinking of Mindy Kaling, queen of awesome, who describes herself as the world's slowest runner (she says, "I'm an avid runner, but I run very slowly, like the speed many people walk"), and she inspired me — and also, here's a truth: If you keep putting one foot in front of the other, you will eventually reach your destination.
Which I did. And here I am.
. . . . .
It's now many hours later. I've completed my workout (weights, core, shoulder and knee PT), done some chores, had a bath, and iced my knees. I will ice them some more while watching good Sunday night TV (Call the Midwife! The Good Wife!) and painting my nails. I'm thinking chartreuse with tiny black polka-dots for my toes, and who knows what on my fingers.
Here's something I ran across recently that interested me.
Some researchers at Northeastern University took a second look at the famous "marshmallow test" (about children and delayed gratification) and did an adult version of it by offering participants two options: They could receive cash immediately, or wait several months to receive a check for a larger amount. But just prior to the offer, subjects were divided into three groups. Members of one group were asked to describe a typical day, the second group a time they felt happy, and the third group a time they were grateful.
Here's what happened:
The researchers concluded that while the strategies of willpower, distraction, and logic will always have a role in helping us make better long-term decisions, gratitude may lead us to a far easier — and more positive — path to a successful life.The results were dramatic. The group that activated happy emotions scored the same as the neutral group that merely recounted their day. The majority of both groups took the cash upfront. But the group that activated feelings of gratitude showed double the level of financial patience.
I've been thinking about this a lot. How can I apply "gratitude" to making better and healthier choices around food?
I'm still thinking about it, but in the meantime I have a new practice of starting each day thinking of three things that I'm grateful for.
Today, for example:
- I'm grateful for the three editing jobs scheduled for later this week (and that I don't have to do any of them today!).
- I'm grateful that the treatment for my kitty Fenton's newly discovered heart murmur is simple and inexpensive.
- I'm grateful that I have some fresh pear-and-carrot muffins to eat for breakfast.
— Lady C