Two days worth of thoughts and events. Resuming my daily workouts has also resulted in resuming a lack of sleep. That can’t continue for long. Falling asleep in the living room while trying to read a book is not fun. That’s why I didn’t bother to write last night. Imagine falling asleep while trying to write a post. Once upon a time, dddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. Good gravy!
I wrote about routine a few days ago and how I was feeling lost without my normal daily routine in place, yet bored when it’s in place and working well. Wouldn’t ya know two days into resuming my daily routine of workout, work, come home, put Jack to bed, whatever else needs to be done I’m starting to have those “time to make the donuts” feelings again. I have an idea…instead of calling it a routine, what if I called it a daily plan? Routine has a negative connotation to it (thank you human race) – like it’s something we’re stuck in. It runs us instead of the other way around. A plan…well we make plans. They start with us.
Speaking of plans, I tend to make them in my head and try to follow them, often without success. I’ve found that a good plan needs to be written down and have a definite goal in mind. Case in point – I walked into work Tuesday morning and found a couple bags of party mix in the break room. Someone had brought them that morning to share with the staff. The first couple hours went fine, but by 11am I was pouring out a bowl to snack on at my desk. Epic fail! One bowl turned into two, as it often does, then into three.
What went wrong? No rallying cry, no goal, no declaration. I just expected to fall back into my healthy routine and everything would take care of itself. Not exactly. So here’s my rallying cry, my goal, my declaration to the world. The cleanse has begun anew. By the end of January 2013, I will have returned to my lowest adult weight of 210 pounds through a combination of liver detoxifcation, healthy eating, and German Volume Training. My motto – eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a pauper, dinner like a beggar.
Part of beginning my One Year to Glory posts was to catalog my spiritual growth and discernment of God’s plan for my life. Pieces of the puzzle have been coming together since I attended Christ Renews His Parish in March 2012 but I’m still traveling the road to understand the full depth of my calling. I posted on Facebook about my recent accumulation of new reading material. From just before our Mexico vacation to now, I’ve acquired close to 10 new books either through swapping, gifts, or my local library. While I’m excited about what I’ll be learning from these great sources of wisdom, I’m also overwhelmed. Where to start?
Likely I’m overthinking things, which I’ve been known to do. In light of that, I’m letting God decide what I should tackle first and keeping in mind my first reading commitment is to His word. That commitment starts with the daily mass readings and meditations I receive through Christ Renews His Parish and continues onto a wonderful devotional book Jennifer bought me for Christmas entitled God Calling by A.J. Russell. I recommend it highly.
That’s all for the past two days, except the stuff I’ve already forgotten. I’ve found that the worst way to remember things that happened is to sit down and start writing. I’ve also found the best way to remember things that happened is to get up from writing and go do something else. That’s a lesson in presence and we’ll save that for another day…
God bless,
