When I took the boys out this morning so Hubs could sleep in, it looked like it was going to be a bright and beautiful day. Bright and clear. Now just a few hours later, it honestly looks like it wants to snow. Although with a high of 47 projected, that is probably not going to happen. I feel I am a bit bummed out about that. I would love to go to one of the ice skating rinks and glide (I won't even say gracefully) across the ice with snow swirling around me.
One of my fondest memories of Upstate New York was the fact that the play area sat lower than the houses so it filled with melting snow and rain each winter and froze solid. I vaguely remember skating there in the winter. I have snippets of memories from there mostly involving winter. Snow palaces and skating. My own Norman Rockwell painting in my mind.
I am not a great ice skater, I do not have the strongest ankles and grace is definitely not my middle name. But I love it! Gliding along, maybe a bit wobbly, waiting to have a cup of hot cocoa or coffee with a splash of Kahlua or Bailey's. Warming up by the fire pits. Good times. Sadly, the Hubs isn't a skater, the daughter is 7 months pregnant and my son lives far away. And the grand daughter is probably too busy. And we all know that even though I am definitely an introvert, I hate doing things by myself. Introvert yes, loner no.
So instead I guess the day will be spent running errands - and boy do we have a lot. Listening to carols and working around the house. I do have to finish both of the quilts that have their tops finished. We need to go to the Bethesda Thrift Store, I need fire starters and they sell the best ones!
At some point, I will get my walk in. I was hoping for a less traditional exercise today, so I didn't brave the crispy cold morning today. Hubs is still not able to long walks and I truly do not enjoy my solo walks. It seems more like punishment than the joy it truly is. But I am so close to my first personal goal, that I feel I need to push the envelope a bit this weekend and see if I can finally cross it this weekend, 2.4 pounds to go.
It's been quite a journey. One that has really changed who I am internally and externally. And it's one that I am far from crossing the finish line, but I can see the first goal glimmering right in front of me. I can almost touch it. I will set the next one on the day that I surpass that goal. I already know what it will be, but it must live in my mind for now.
For the first time ever I am also starting to set some actual fitness goals - scary right? I feel strongly that the new year will find me participating in personal training for the first time in my life. I find that I do best with guidance and support. Ironic for someone that does not like to join groups! I might even put a gym bag together! I know... WHAT?!? She might have finally lost her mind.
And I am strongly considering becoming a YDPP facilitator. Maybe because I am walking the walk, and taking this journey and I know the difference it's made for me, I might be able to help others. I have to decide first how well I can handle excuses. I don't like it at all when people have excuses for not trying. My tolerance is a bit low. So I have to succeed in over coming that. I think I have now had 3 or 4 people sign up for YDPP, because I know how incredible it is. I will encourage and support each of them at all times, and I wish the program was for kids too. Well, we will see, I don't have to make that decision for another few months. And it might be a decision that is made for me as I could be incredibly busy in that time frame.
Who knows... Well, there are chores to do, errands to run, and maybe just maybe Mother Nature will throw me a random snowflake or two. Just a teaser... Enjoy your day...