The Body Practice

Hey Buddies,

Winding up for round two of my busy day.  It will be fun.  But it is work. After writing my little blog early this morning about the Girl Scout Cookies, I felt so much better.  Blogging is good for my spirit.  I am sorry I forgot about it. 

My food has been on target so far and I have set myself up for success this evening.  We serve meals to families and I often get pulled in to wanting to eat what is served to them.  That isn’t always a good choice for my body and my mentality.  So tonight I am going to focus on AGAPE.  That is the idea of giving freely.  I will challenge myself to be a giver and do so without partaking in what is given.  That way I can walk away from this evening feeling light and successful.

 To all those who are looking into a busy or challenging weekend regarding your body….show up to the computer and let us know.  I will be looking for your blogs as I can.  And if not for me do it for yourself and for the others who need to hear your courage, strength and hope.

One breath at a time,

Rae

Hello Lovlies!

 Suddenly, while on my way to see my therapist today and feeling like I really maybe didn’t NEED to go…for today, I twittled over in my mind the things that had sent me into a place of empowerment with my body, food, movement and general well-being with being in my skin.  That is where YOU come in! 

Ahhhhh, Buddy Slim, my sometime haven of body loving mentality. 

At the end of the day…and this is my newest secret….I arrived home tired, weary and looking for inspiration.  NOw I don’t know if this will make ANY sense, but I don’t really tell many people that I watch The Biggest Loser.  (Actually I have only watched it about 4-5 times, but for a girl who doesn’t own a TV, searching for any show and watching it that often qualifies as a lot.)  You must wonder why I would keep that a secret.  Well, I think The Biggest Loser is inspiring because of the strength the contestants find and abhorable because of the torturous challenges and verbally abusive coaches.  That all said, it is like not being able to take my eyes off a train wreck.  I love hating it and hate that I love it. 

Is that absurd to some of you?

So about the same time I sit down to watch the show, my husband shows up with a box of GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!  ACK!  He opens the box, takes three of the five cookies on the first row out and announces that he is off to work.  What in the world!  He as left me with too many dilemnas for my own compulsive riddled good.  Stay with me now… First…. by taking three and leaving the two that are left on the row, he forces me (wink) to move onto the second row of cookies.  This gives me permission to eat another cookie…at least because he had the majority on the first row and I should get majority on the second row.  (What kind of twisted freak am I? &  Where the hell did these RULES come from?)  Secondly, once a food has been opened while the tv is on, it might as well be a gonner….And Thirdly, how bad am I for sitting and eating Girl Scout Cookies while the girl on the purple team is trying to get under 200 and telling me I can do it to!  She totally ruined my fix!

 And probably saved my life.

So I put the box of cookies in the box with the other boxes of cookies, shove it under my coffee table (which I guess is now technically a cookie table) and try the old out of sight out of mind.  Which so far has worked. 

I finish watching the biggest loser and can really relate to the Dad whose knees are keeping him from working out the way he would like.  Bob sends him to the pool for a time during the show and I remember the pool.  ahhhhh the pool at the Y. It was my nemesis and my love.  I felt like the oddity children must try to understand and powerfully alive.  Drawn to go and terrified to get in….or out.  The bathing suit my torture chamber.

 Alas, tomorrow I will call…and find out if I can make a go of it.

 For those who are my buddies, hugs, dear ones.  I have thought of you often as I make my way thru school.  Things are great…a year of my dreams come true.  Now if my body will let up a bit, I will be golden.

Best to all,

Rae