Showing posts with label coach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coach. Show all posts

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Exercise and Healthy Eating as a Way of Life.

I have been reading a book "Thrive" that writes about the top happiest cities in the world by evaluating factual data from surveys and statistics. Sponsored by National Geographic these places are called "Blue Zones" where people are fundamentally happier than anywhere else in the world. The book tells a story of the cities, introducing us to happy people. You might think that these people are rich, have great jobs, etc, but truth be told each has a life much like our own in many ways.

The author goes on to help outline some ways that we can improve our lives and THRIVE. One key point involved exercise. He suggests we make it a part of our lives rather than a forced necessity. Incorporating it might mean riding a bike to work, or walking to the grocery store. Depending on where we live this might be difficult, but is it possible to find new ways of doing the same routines?

If you have been reading my journey, you will notice that I started in steps. First a nutritionist for four months, then I added one 1/2 hour of exercise, then two 1/2 hours 2 days a week. Now I am swimming with the Masters Swim club one day a week, and just added another day with a 1/2 hour of boxing. I never belived a year ago that I would ever be able to do any of this. In small ways I am THRIVING.

Recently I travelled on a business meeting to a trade show. 12 hour days, junk food, no time to exercise. I came home exhausted, irritable and depressed. Was it any wonder? Never in my life have I been so in tune to my body and what it needs to thrive. Regardless of our size at this moment in time, our body needs us to make better choices. No matter how small, one good choice will lead to another.

Looking back I can tell you I went in dreading the thought of exercise. I craved sugar, chocolate and all things bad for me, and now I find myself wanting to do better because I now know how bad I feel when I make a bad choice. It's not a feeling of guilt, its rather a physical run down feeling. Why would I want to keep feeling that way? My only choice is to make a healthy one.

I consistently make bad decisions. I love food. For me I am learning its an addiction and I need to be more aware of my surroundings and why I make the bad choices. A harsh word from a boss, an embarrassing moment will bring out the worst of my eating habits and those triggers can come and go so quickly before I even know all that I have consumed.

One of my mentors/coaches suggested that when I have a bad day, try not to repeat it the next day. So one bad day, one good day. It may take a little longer but I think eventually I will have more good days and less frequent bad days. In the past, one bad day became a littany of conversations in my head about how fat I was, how lazy, how I would never be able to change. Its a goal I plan to work toward. It also makes it a guilt free process. I know I can get up the next day and start again. But its not "Starting over" its just part of the process. Get it? Got it!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

4 months ago...

I couldn't walk up stairs normally. Four months ago, I could barely walk upstairs period. I could not walk for more than 10 minutes before giving up, I could not get out of chair without using my hands and arms to lift myself out of the chair. Four months ago I parked as close to the entrance as I could to anywhere I needed to go, I only went through drive through for goof because it was painful to get out of the car. Just four months ago, I didn't believe that it was possible to get better, strong, healthier or out of this predictament. I didn't think I could afford a trainer, or exercise and nutrition program, and yet I consistently went shopping for food I did not need, and clothes to hide my girth.

Today, I am stronger, and healthier. I am still heavy and I struggle in many different ways but I can get out of a chair, I can walk up a flight of stairs taking one step at a time (Yes, slowly) but I can do it. I don't have near as much back pain as I have had, my mood is better, and I can walk a mile, in fact, I can walk three!

Four months ago I hated exercise, sweat, discipline and being told what to do. Today, I am not necessarily a fan of an exercise regimin, but I do enjoy pushing myself to see how much more I can do. Its now a challenge for me. Sweating tells me I cam getting rid of the toxins in my body that zap my energy, and discipline makes it impossible for me to make excuses. Four Months, 120 days. Not much in the course of a lifetime. Something to think about.