I. Love. Lifting heavy things….a lot.
As a mom, I’m constantly lifting things…and not just in one controlled “bicep curl”-type motion. I lift my 21-pound daughter while reaching back into the car to grab my purse and her diaper bag and my shoe that fell off in the process. I lift my 8-year old son into a superman position and “fly” him across the room while my heart pounds, and, at that moment, I realize he’s much heavier than his 1-year old sister.
Thank goodness for my kids – because as they grow older (and heavier), I can continue to get stronger. I’ll keep “superman-flying” my son across the room as long as he’ll let me. When my biceps start screaming because my daughter absolutely won’t let me put her down, I put my personal trainer hat on and tell myself that she’s just making my biceps stronger.
Next time you check out your biceps, thank your kids for the strength they gave you.
“Comparison is the thief of joy.” –Theodore Roosevelt
Admit it….you’ve compared yourself someone else. You saw someone – at the grocery store, at the gym, at work, on Facebook – and (even though you might not have known them) you wanted something they had. Perhaps it was their wardrobe, their body, their accessories, their perfect-family-photo. At that moment, you compared yourself to them.
In fitness, we constantly look at others’ body images. We strive to get shoulders/biceps/glutes/(insert target body part here) like someone else. As hard as we’ve worked on our own particular body, after comparing what we believe to be better to ourselves, we are immediately saddened.
We log our calories or diets on public websites, view others’ food logs, then compare what we ate vs what our friends consumed. We make changes – big and small – but because they aren’t exactly what we were targeting (usually the other person we’re comparing ourselves to), we are immediately disappointed.
What’s it going to take? When will we stop comparing and allow ourselves to be proud of who we are? When will we allow ourselves to feel REAL joy about where we are in that moment? When will we be happy to zip up a pair of pants but not tear ourselves apart because they aren’t 2 sizes smaller?
I could write this post forever…
I make a breakfast shake at least 5 days a week. It’s almost always the same, and almost every single day I take my first sip and say “mmmmm!” (as if I’ve never tasted it before). Knowing I’m close to burn-out on this recipe, I decided to start adding one new ingredient to change it up. Yesterday, I added Odwalla Superfood. Today, I added spinach. Thought you’d enjoy… here is my very simple but very delicious recipe:
* 3/4 cup water
* 3/4 cup Trader Joe’s Frozen Berry Mix
* 1 scoop Whey Protein
* 100 Calorie Greek Yogurt
***newest addition – 1 cup of raw spinach***
…something stupidly crazy happened. I’m blaming it on the recent sickness that ran rampant through my house. Ready for this? I caved – I drank coffee without creamer…wait for it….and I liked it. *gasp*
I didn’t want to – but I didn’t realize we were out of creamer until I had hit BREW on the Keurig (and everyone knows you can’t waste one of those expensive little cups)…so I drank it.
…and then I did it again – I had another delicious creamer-free cup…this time on purpose! Later that day – yet another. You probably think by this point I was shaking and spinning. That’s entirely possible, but I was so amazed at the taste buds that had newly formed (clearly they were not there before, because this was NOT anything I would EVER entertain) I had to keep trying to make sure!
Three days later – I’ve had more cups of coffee without creamer than otherwise. Am I a changed woman? Well, I can say that I have had much fewer calories as a result of this tiny (but completely significant) change. HUGE bonus!
I’m going to go ahead and blame this on my daughter who refuses to sleep through the night, causing me to be extremely delirious. Nope – I’ll blame it on my mom who bought us a Keurig for Christmas, causing me to make a ridiculous amount of coffee on a daily basis. Oh yeah, it was the rampant sickness in my house.
It can’t possibly be because I a started a blog with Coffee in the title. Naah. I am looking forward to possibly a new fit for my jeans, or faster runs, or maybe just enjoy the new open mind I allowed myself to create.
Coffee Cardio Cocktails – it’s starting to come together
This is going to be so fun.Welcome to a soon-to-be incredible place – a place where fun people share in a journey, learn a few things and enjoy a few ramblings along the way. The name for this blog came from a napkin (I’m including my inspirational napkin for your enjoyment). Oh, but there are SO many other meanings behind the name – hence the blog! I’ll give you my top 3 at this very exact moment.
- I have a 6 month old daughter – who does not sleep through the night. Hence the coffee – and not just in the morning.
- I work in the fitness industry, and I love running…that brings us to cardio.
- I have the most incredible friends and family – who love to drink. I’ve learned to enjoy wine and cocktails like never before.
It’s all about life balance. I’m not there yet, and it’s not easy. Come with me on this journey.