Happy Friday, swagsters!
I’m enjoying a day completely free of work. Except for that part where I cleaned my apartment for most of the afternoon.
Considering yesterday’s post about being mismatched and owning it, I thought I should share my dinner from last night with you all. I could NOT, for the life of me, decide what to bring to work with me. I wanted too many contradictory things. And this is what I ended up with:
I had a chocolate & pb2 smoothie, with brussels sprouts on the side. I knew it wasn’t a mainstream dinner option, but it was what I wanted, so I did it. And I owned it. That’s how we walk with swag-itude, friends. Even if people will raise an eyebrow, do you – be authentic – all the time. When it came time to eat this dinner, my belly couldn’t have been happier. It totally hit the spot.
This morning I woke up and completed my 10 elevated push-ups, Amanda Russell’s Hamptons style full body work-out, and some abs. (25 minute workouts for the win!) It was a pretty nice HIIT, but it was apparent to me when I was finished that tomorrow needs to be nothing more than a yoga/rest day for me. I am sore! I think, though, that all it is going to take is rest tomorrow and when I come back to it, I’ll be ready to add 5 reps to my elevated push-ups challenge. I feel myself getting stronger and I’m loving it!
I spent the better part of the late-morning connecting with some important people in my life. It’s been a somewhat busy week and I hadn’t talked to my mom, sister or childhood best friend in several days, which is mostly unheard of. It was nice to catch up with them. They’re some of favorite people in the world!
It was also during this time that I got a surprise phone call from Heather. I was actually chatting with my mom when she called and though I went to just put my mom on a brief hold, logic reminded me that Heather and I do NOT have short conversations. 🙂 So I asked my mom if I could call her back, and a good thing too, because Heather and I talked for nearly an hour!
Y’all… I love talks with Heather. Anyone who gets to have a conversation with her should (and probably does) always walk away grateful for the experience. The two of us have so much in common, and it’s so great to be able to talk to someone who is on my wavelength in so many different ways. I always leave the conversations inspired and reaffirmed in the life both that I’ve been given and the one that I’ve chosen.
Make sure you check out Heather’s post from today, because it’s a highly important one, and also happens to be something we discussed over the phone, and that I am going to discuss here now.
As I post here every day, I attempt to define swag-itude. For me and for you. And this idea that I’m about to present ABSOLUTELY is an illustration of what it means to live with swag.
As a community, and as a society, we simply MUST get rid of the idea of “cheating” and “treating.” We need to remove the all-or-nothing mindset that sometimes permeates this health-conscious world. There was a time when my life revolved around my workouts and my meals. That was it. Now I wake up in the a.m. and I try to get that workout done as quickly as I can. Not because I don’t enjoy it, because I do. But because I have a life to live and I need to get a move on. The same goes with food. I take as little time to make my meals as possible. Time is a tickin’, don’t ya know. (I understand that food is a big part of this blog, but I still hope to show my audience, you all, that it isn’t ALL that my life is about.)
My life (and subsequently, this site) is an ongoing process of trying to love me for who I am, of trying to be proud of myself in all things I do, of trying to remove the poisonous self-doubt that has so long been a part of my life. I’m trying to invite balance into every facet of my living experience.
One way that I’m learning to do this is by removing the idea that I ever “cheat” on my clean eating or “treat” myself to indulgences. I don’t have cheat days. I have days. Simply days. And some days I have wine. And some days I don’t. Most days I eat lots of veggies. But some days there’s more peanut butter in the mix. And every day there’s chocolate.
The action of treating any of my behavior on a day to day basis as sneaky and bad (“cheating”), has gotten me into a lot of trouble. It landed me in an intensive-out-patient eating disorder program, to be frank. When I left that program, I decided never to live that way again. Now I don’t have cheat days, in which I must “make up” for my actions later. Now I don’t treat myself to indulgences. I just live. I am learning to say “yes” in the healthiest way possible: yes to the subtle body cues that come from being self-aware.
Essentially, to me, cheating and treating has the connotation that the one’s time is spent in a state of either guilt or deprivation. I refuse to let that old demon, guilt, into my world again. I’m 28 years old and I’m still learning to think more highly of myself and to consider myself worthy of anything good. This kind of guilt is outrageously destructive. And I can’t come up with one single, solitary way that my life is deprived of anything. I have family, I have friends, I have an out-of-this-world-and-under-appreciated boyfriend, I have a job, I have sufficient income for my financial needs, I have a roof over my head and food in my fridge. I am not lacking.
So we (Heather and I) are asking you all out there to stop cheating yourself out of happy moments, and drop the cheating and treating labels! We are all perfectly imperfect. Embrace it instead of trying to make up for it.
Do you. There’s no cheating or treating. There is only living!
I’m going to leave you all with a few more pics from today of me doing me, unapologetically. Have a spectacular weekend, swagsters. You deserve it. (Yes, you do!)