Sunday. Oh, how you feel so so good
with the sun streaming through the large living room windows,
as my comfy “weekend clothes” and coconut oil-conditioned hair sink into the couch.
Aside from the above, I contribute my deep state of relaxation to one thing: exercise.
As a fitness fein, to say I’ve been antsy throughout this injury is an understatement,
but I’ve done my best to suffer through the laziness (a.k.a. rest) to heal my body.
However, after two solid sedentary days in San Diego earlier this week, my thin string of patience snapped.
I’ve been rough on myself for not using my creativity to be more physically active while still allowing my knee to mend.
I could have been doing X, Y, and Z… but I just haven’t.
This has resulted in not only a softer version of myself, but increased negative self-talk.
“Only loving your body when it’s perfectly fit
is like only loving your children when they’re perfectly behaved.”
My knee still needs additional time to heal, but I don’t need additional time to change my perspective.
I used Friday – the first day of February – as my inspiration to move more… to embrace all activity that I may, while being a smart athlete and rational about my situation.
A cumulative of seven miles may not seem like much distance over the course of three days, but it’s progress, and that’s all that matters to me at the moment.
This active weekend has been a breath of fresh air. My sore muscles are appreciative of the movement, and my mind is grateful and at ease.
To assist my aspiration to become fitter in February, I signed up for the healthy sELF challenge which launches tomorrow! I know the support of the other participants is just the inspiration I need to be reconnected with my all aspects of my healthy lifestyle.
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How did you get your active on this weekend?