A New Year’s Resolution

I always feel my renewal season is fall. Not sure why, maybe because of going back to school? Finally, my farm season was over and I got a new school wardrobe, and got to hang with my friends again. The feeling of freedom and renewal has lasted my whole life.

However, I will try to scrape up some New Year’s resolutions and post them next week.   😉  Meanwhile: 

Weekly Rundown

So when last I wrote, I said I needed a plan. Are you wondering how that worked out for me? About what you probably expect during the holiday rush. I made a plan, but as Robert Burns said “the best laid plans…..”

My plans did not work as well as I hoped, and I averaged three days a week. And it was mostly yoga. The benefits of that was less stress and more stretch! So now, like many others, I am planning my triumphant return. Or at least a return to running.

Mother Nature, of course, has been gentle all season but now that I want to get back out there, the weather is returning to the norm for the season. We are expecting our first major snow/sleet storm tomorrow. Guess I will be working on the treadmill!

Wondering where that phrase, the best laid plans, comes from? Me too! Turns out, it is a very cute little poem…if you ignore the deeper thought of our mortal thoughts, that is 😉

Wee, sleekit, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee,
Wi’ murd’ring pattle!

I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle,
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An’ fellow-mortal!

I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen-icker in a thrave ‘S a sma’ request:
I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
An’ never miss’t!

Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
O’ foggage green!
An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin,
Baith snell an’ keen!

Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ wast,
An’ weary Winter comin fast,
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro’ thy cell.

That wee-bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble,
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou’s turn’d out, for a’ thy trouble,
But house or hald.
To thole the Winter’s sleety dribble,
An’ cranreuch cauld!

But Mousie, thou are no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men,
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!

Still, thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!
–Robert Burns, 1785

On Trend

After my post about accepting my body, I picked up my People Style Watch ( I did mention I love fashion, right?) and found an article on accepting yourself! Who knew I could actually be on trend?

This is going to be a standard feature in the magazine, #loveyourshape. I love that they are trying to help women accept who they are rather than making them want to be the same shape and size as the stars featured in the magazine. And they didn’t ask just the tiny little stars what they didn’t like or how they accepted themselves. My fav is probably Kelly Osbourne, as I have come to this realization myself:

“My goal: to never wish that I looked like someone else. No matter how much I think about it, I will never wake up with a body other than my own.”*

I also particularly liked Gabi’s quote as I have pretty much given up on my scale:

“I vow to exercise for fitness and health, not weight loss. I–like  many women–have fallen victim to working out with the hopes of getting thinner. Now, I’m going to do it because it’s good for me, not because it will change a number on the scale.”*

When I went in for my Wellness appointment last week, I was pleasantly surprised to find out that my BMI is actually 25.7. Can’t remember the last time I was anywhere near the 25 mark. But that is just a bonus.

I think that feeling strong and having my clothes fit well–or be loose!–is the best reward for my hard work.  Getting hung up on the numbers on a scale can derail our diet and/or exercise faster than anything.

Instead, we need to do our best, occasionally let ourselves slide and take Lea Michele’s advice:

“I’m going to tell myself I’m beautiful every day–and believe it.”*

*People StyleWatch, Dec 2015