There’s the good kind – like that experienced during exercise – and then there’s the bad kind. The kind that wreaks havoc on your body in ways you don’t want havoc to be wreaked.
I come from a family of stressers. (Not stressors. Well, actually…no I digress. Haha.) Lucky, right?
I stress over everything. I stress over my kids (not them personally, but situations, haha), things that happen to my husband, bad runs, sicknesses, my own health, things my sisters and mom go through, money, coursework (eh hem….perfection), weight loss…I probably shouldn’t go on. If I do, it’ll likely stress me out.
Stress has been on my mind a lot recently and Ericka’s post on yoga reminded me to post about it, because I think it’s the one thing that is holding me back from achieving more of my (smaller) weight loss goals. (Thinking about it probably makes it worse, I know.) I’ve been spiffing up my diet like whoa, working out more – all the good stuff that adds up to success. It’s just not happening for me right now…and I’m willing to bet it’s stress that’s preventing that from happening. (I may or may not also be a wee bit impatient. I’m trying to move past that.)
I was going to post about stress yesterday, but instead, I tackled a project that has been stressing me out (this is the most “stress”-filled post ever, literally…look at how many times I’ve said the word).
All that project reminded me that we still have a house to put on the market.
Anyways, I tackled it, got it done, and I do feel better about that. Now it’s time to get a few other things done before my mom arrives tomorrow. I haven’t seen her since July when I was in Chicago, and I can’t wait…but she hasn’t seen this house (the first house she and my dad ever bought) in about two years. Time to impress, you know?
I don’t take enough “me time”, though. I’ve written about how moms (and women in general) feel selfish when it comes to their “me time” and their workouts. We shouldn’t. Ever. (If you haven’t read that post, I loved writing it…and I don’t want to make this post any longer. Hehe.)
I take time for a workout, but I have to admit, it’s often interrupted by the world’s sweetest three-year-old and mornings…well, I have no excuse. I really don’t. I should just get my ass up at 5AM and workout until 6/630AM, when I have to get the world’s coolest five-year-old up and out the door for school. I’m trying to kick my night owl habit, though. I’m working on it. I suppose a few days of late nights and early workouts would kick that habit, right?
So here’s my thing:
Yoga and meditation. I think it’s time. I think it’s time to incorporate them into my daily life. Rebekah Borucki, who you all know and love from BexLife, does a series of meditations lasting just 4 minutes. If I don’t have 4 minutes, I have a problem, right. I’m going there. It’s time. I can’t remember the last time I meditated, and I know I need it. Along with the yoga.
I have taken two yoga courses, each lasting 8 weeks (classes twice a week), and every time I’ve done it, I’ve found myself far less stressed. There really is something to practicing yoga, and it’s not just the physical practice. I’ll keep you updated on the stress-less project I have going here.
QOTD: What’s your favorite way to de-stress?