Destroy What Destroys You

I have a low tolerance for ignorant people. I mean, looks can only keep my attention for so long. After those first 15 seconds, if you can’t carry on an intelligent conversation about ANYTHING, you’ve lost me.

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Luckily, I’m married to The Beard and neither of these are a problem.

One of my favorite things about our relationship is that we enjoy conversing with each other. About anything. Government interference in our lives. Zombies. Our general disdain for a neighbor, just because his license plate says “Nklebck.” What’s wrong with education. Whether or not Jay-Z and Beyoncé are really headed for the big “D.” You name it, we talk about it.

I’ve mentioned before that The Beard is an avid reader, so a lot of our discussions stem from articles that he reads and then sends my way. While many are fairly random, The Beard does a nice job of also sending me articles that pertain to topics that are a focus of mine or that might help in my journey to become a better individual.

Recently, he sent me an article called “21 Reasons Why A Great Body Just Isn’t For You.”  These days, I’ve learned to actually read the articles before following through with my desire to give him my right hook!  I really enjoyed this article and like usual, he and I discussed several of its points one night, after the kids went to bed.  I told him that as I read, I found myself continually nodding my head in agreement as my mind pulled up all of my own experiences that matched the thoughts of the author.

I thought I would share with you the five points that I connected with the most.

21 Reasons Why A Great Body Just Isn’t For You

2.  You don’t take action.  I feel like I spent so many years being miserable in my own skin. I would vent my frustrations to others about how “I wished my hips weren’t so big.” or “Why couldn’t I fit into the outfit on the mannequin?” all the while taking another bite of my quarter-pounder with cheese. It was easy to complain, but doing something about it was another story. I could give you a list of reasons, aka excuses, as to why I didn’t take action, but in the end none of them were viable. Therefore, I remained fat and unhappy.

3.  You blame your genetics.   This specifically made me think of my hips. I have wide hips and so does my mother. She would always apologize to me for “giving” me her hips. I think that, along with other characteristics, I just chalked my body up to being born that way.   Which is rather amusing, given both my father and my mother were thin for most of their younger years. Either way, I often felt that there were physical characteristics that I was just going to be stuck with, as it would be an arduous task to change them.

4.  You compare yourself to other people.  Oh my, how this is true. I can’t remember a time when I haven’t compared myself to others (this will be the focus of a blog post in the future). Wishing for their body type, facial features, etc. Sad to say, but I was doing this all the way back in elementary school. Sometimes I try to think about what initially flipped the switch, meaning what was it that made be begin to feel like I wasn’t acceptable physically. I honestly can’t pinpoint any one thing. I believe it was collections of experiences that I ultimately internalized and let mold my vision of myself

14.  You’re a follower of fads.  I remember in junior high begging my mom to do the 7- day soup diet. There was some recipe for a soup that you would eat for every meal and you would be guaranteed to lose 5 or 10 pounds, or something like that. My mom wasn’t often happy with her body either, so we tried it. We made it like two days I think. I was so disappointed in myself because that meant I wouldn’t be losing that weight. Never mind the fact that what we were doing was totally unhealthy and not a long-term solution. For the longest time I was always looking for the quickest way to get slimmer. I want to lose weight and I want it gone now!

15.  You’re not consistent.  This is TOTALLY me. Even still at times. The Beard is continuously telling reminding me “it’s a marathon, not a sprint.” For the longest time whenever I was trying to lose weight, if I wasn’t immediately seeing results (and I mean like the day after trying something once) then I would want to quit. What’s the point of sacrificing if it wasn’t making a difference? Even now, knowing that results take time and actually seeing for myself that if I stick with something (that’s working) long enough, the results will come…I still relapse back to this way of thinking.

 

In the end, I still struggle with many of these and others that are identified in this article. However, the difference now is that despite those continued struggles, my decision to work to be better stands. I want a body that I’m comfortable in and proud of. I want to be healthier and stronger. I want to be a good role model for my children. I want to live life and not have my physical being hold me back. So I will keep working for it the rest of my life, because I believe a great body IS for me.

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~Ashley~

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Like It Or Not

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I’m tired today.  Probably because I ate a huge meal last night for our anniversary.  It was delicious, don’t get me wrong, but oh my goodness was I full!  It’s funny, the effects food has on you and the more you notice it once you don’t eat the “not so good stuff” on a regular basis.

So, today I will run.  I feel like doing anything but, but we have a lot going on this weekend and since I won’t be back at boxing until Tuesday of next week (The Beard’s birthday is Monday), I need to put in my time on my own at home.  If I don’t, I can’t even begin to tell you how annoyed and frustrated I will be come Tuesday.  It’s just not worth it and I will be glad I did.  Wish me luck!

~Ashley~

Ten Thousand Hours

Reason #7 why I love The Beard: He reads. A lot. Some might see this as nerdy but I find it incredibly attractive, obviously, since this trait made the top ten. Along with the fact that I find it hot, it also contributes to me believing that he knows everything. Well, except when it conflicts with my opinion on a topic of conversation and then of course, he knows absolutely nothing!

He once shared an article with me about how it takes 10,000 hours to become good at something, an idea made popular by Malcolm Gladwell in his book, The Outliers. While I haven’t read the book, I have listened to Macklemore’s song, Ten Thousand Hours, that references the same concept. See, The Beard loves books like I love music, which allows for some great conversations and connections.

Anyway, my point in sharing this particular piece of knowledge with you is that 10,000 hours is a long freaking time! That’s 416.66667 days, which is roughly 14 months, and that’s IF you spent all 24 hours a day devoted to your particular task. I started to do even more calculations but stopped, not because, as The Beard likes to say “it became too much for my tiny little brain” (he’s just kidding folks…kind of) but because it doesn’t matter.  In the end, it all boils down to is this: If you want to accomplish something, it’s going to take discipline and time.

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Time. This has been the part that I have always struggled with when it came to my goals. Whether it be weight loss, running, teaching, having a larger vocabulary than The Beard, you name it.

I want results and I want them now!

I mean, forgive me but in the spirit of Dawson’s Creek, “I don’t wanna wait…” I frequently vent my frustration with slow progress to The Beard and after reminding me of how far I’ve come; he usually follows up with “It’s a marathon, not a sprint.” Well honey, most days, a 50-yard dash sounds way more appealing than 26.2 miles. Just ask Pheidippides.

All jokes aside though, he is right. Humph! Everything takes hard work and time. It sucks, but it’s the truth. So what can you do to help yourself remain positive and committed to your long-term goal, yet not feel like giving up along the way?  I think the answer is a simple, yet important one.

Be sure to celebrate the short-term successes.

Recently, I have received a few messages, seen Facebook posts and had face-to-face conversations where friends shared their recent accomplishments. Shaving minutes off their mile time; losing 6 pounds; walking or running more miles than they usually had; making it through the day with one less soda; their kids only throwing two fits instead of nine. I’m sure if I asked each of these people if these accomplishments were the completion of their long-term goal, they would tell me no. However, these are steps towards their long-term goals and they should be praised and celebrated!

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Too often, we focus on how far away we are from our goals. While I believe identifying what “still needs to be done” is important, I’ve come to the realization (with help of The Beard) that patting myself on the back for what I “have done” is just as important. When you feel good about what you’re doing, it makes you want to keep doing it and if you’re like me, to do even better than the time before. Thus, creating a positive feedback loop.

So the next time you take a step, no matter how small, toward a long-term goal, celebrate being just that much closer to that pie in the sky. Low calorie, no fat, sugar-free, made completely of unprocessed ingredients pie. 🙂

~Ashley~

And I Cried…

Today I cried.  With my kids watching, I hammered through the last quarter of a mile and came to the end of my run.  7 miles in 58:49!  That’s PR’s for distance AND time!

I’ve been in a funk people but I’m telling ya, if you keep strengthening your mind, thanking The Lord, and surrounding yourself with people who push you, you can do anything.  Half of a half isn’t much to many, but for this former fat girl, it’s another significant milestone.

What did you do today to push yourself?

~Ashley~