Something's got me down in the dumps.
The thing is, though, when we're faced with negative thoughts, we can either surrender to the gloom and doom and give up all hope. Or we can fight for every little glimmer of hope and in time put all those little points of light together and make life shine again. Like the prayer says, "Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference."
I'm a lucky person. If a little chub is my biggest problem right now, I should be tarred and feathered for complaining about it! If my biggest problem is that I feel lonely sometimes and have to resort to watching Redbox or Fearnet movies on a 62-inch screen alone, or if my biggest problem is feeling like a failure sometimes because I have this notion that my life isn't where it should be and I have to resort to retail therapy and maybe a bottle of nice red wine, then I should be put in the stocks! The horror! There's a whole world of suffering out there that doesn't even begin to touch my privileged little life, suffering that makes my petty complaints and disgruntled ramblings self-centered to say the least. So things suck sometimes. So things don't go as WE planned. I just have to remember that my life is going according to plan (just not MY plan!) and that everyone's personal life experience is unique. Although we walk through this world with other people, no one really shares our particular path. We walk that walk alone, from birth to death. Anyway, I digress...
On to lighter more on-topic (with regard to the theme of this blog) news:
The good news is that I did find some fitness-related motivation while I was out shopping for new workout shoes (all I have are running shoes and I desperately needed new training shoes). I went to Marshalls, a discount store that had a whole bunch of spring things out. There were some really cute clothes. I remember a couple of years ago and even last year just buying whatever I wanted because I felt good about how I looked. A few extra pounds really puts a damper on the shopping experience because I really didn't feel like anything would look good. There was a top that would've been something I'd buy in an instant, but I felt like it wouldn't do much for my flabby deflated arms. So I put it down and walked out of the the store without anything cute. And you know what? That little bummer moment became a point of light for me. I WANTED the top. It was only $15. I felt bad about myself and didn't buy it. That's not an experience that I particularly care for. As you know, I'm not into extravagant spending anymore so the loss of this cute, yet inexpensive, top really did it for me.
My goal for the week is to workout 5 times and lose 2 lbs.