There have been a few moments in my life when I’ve come to the realization that if I don’t do something ‘now,’ I’m going to regret it. Moments when I knew I needed to step up to the plate, dig my heels in, and just get ‘er done. Like finally figuring out that if I kept waiting for the school district to test my son for autism, it was never going to happen. If there wasn’t a real diagnosis, they would never come up with a plan that was best for him. Like the day, around a year after my accident, when one doctor suggested that if I wanted to live any kind of normal life, I should give up trying to get back to normal and start using a wheelchair. Yeah … not! I’d been busting my butt in physical therapy anyway but her words caused me to do nothing but work harder.
Now another one of those moments has arrived…
Determination (often combined with stubbornness), for me, usually pays off. My son finally learned how to read. And all my work in physical therapy? It worked. As long as I don’t do anything stupid, no one can tell one doctor thought I’d be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life.
But being able to walk normally, doesn’t mean I’m particularly fit. Throw in the wonky thyroid and never ending fatigue and yeah…
Aria’s walking now. Seriously. This almost fifteen month old child can hoof it! She’s quick. She can change direction in the blink of an eye. She wants to be on the go every second of every day. Most importantly though, she has endless energy, something her grandmother is sadly lacking.
Since I love doing things with this baby, and I’ll love doing things with her as she gets older, I need to make sure I can keep up.
Time for what? For me to just suck it up and get ‘particularly fit.’ Even as I write this, excuses are flitting through the whiny, poor me part of my mind.
But I don’t feel like standing in the kitchen preparing healthy meals. I’m too tired to exercise. Maybe if I could ever get enough sleep, I could do all of this stuff.
The determined, stubborn, logical part of my mind, however, is having none of that. Overcoming the negative effects of hypothyroidism, as well as the few lingering aftereffects of the accident are eating a healthy (or healthier) diet and getting sufficient exercise. If I wait until I have enough energy, until I get enough sleep, until I feel like it … those things are never going to happen.
So it’s going to happen. I refuse to be the grandma who’s too tired.
Those who pay attention to changes on my website might notice a new page, one I’ve titled ‘Health.’ I will be posting a link to a new one called 5 For Fitness (https://5forfitness.wordpress.com/). Why 5 For Fitness? Because I’ve read a lot about it being healthier to move for 5 minutes every hour than to exercise in one longer session every day. Therefore, I plan to get fit – 5 minutes at a time.
If you’re trying to get in better shape too, head on over to the other site and sign up for notifications. It could be a fun support group for people who have a common goal – to be healthier. 🙂
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