Monday, January 3, 2011
Because I took Friday as a vacation day, and I'm off today, this has been an extra long weekend for me I know most people had Friday off as their New Year's Holiday but not the employees where I work. The employee handbook at my job states that we will receive 9 paid holidays a year. Usually when the holiday falls on Saturday we get Friday off, but if we had been given December 31st off, that would have made 10 paid holidays that fell in 2010 and only 8 in 2011. Believe it or not, there are some who complain about every little thing so in order to be not be open to having this be an issue, we were given today off for New Year's. Fine with me. Since everyone else is back to work, I was able to schedule a couple of appointments that I needed to take care of without taking time off!
I love starting the New Year organized - or at least feeling organized. For whatever reason the last couple of weeks of the year always seem so out of whack for me, in every area - work, home, food, exercise, schedule. My first order of business on the 31st was to deChristmas the house and give it a good scrub down. After all the busyness, the dust bunnies were literally mocking me! I think my plan was too ambitious because I spent 7 hours going at it and still didn't get it all finished. I have a three level house and never made it to the third floor. But when we rang in the New Year at least the public areas of the house were sparkling.
Wanting to start the New Year off right and also knowing that if I didn't do it first thing, all the other items on my to-do list would take over, I got up Saturday morning and went out for a run. We were in a warming trend so it was a nice balmy 42 degrees. Funny thing though because of the snow storm we'd had Christmas weekend, there was still lots of ice and snow on the ground. Much to my amazement, many people still have not cleared their sidewalks. While our city has an ordinance about that it never seems to be enforced. As soon as I saw what the conditions were like, I ran towards Connecticut College. The campus is beautiful with lots of roads for running. Even though the students are out on break, I knew their roads would be clear and I was right. Only a few icy spots. It ended up being a great 6 mile run!
Once I got home, I went straight into cleaning of the third floor, then grocery shopping and a couple of other projects and before you know it, the day was over. But I had the house cleaned and organized and felt ready to run into the New Year!
Sunday Mr. Helen had to work and I tried to contain my glee until after he left. Because I got all my chores done, Sunday I got to stay home, putter around my house and do some cooking, which you know I love to do when I have the time. I have to say, after all the craziness of the previous weeks, it was really nice to have the house all to myself. And because I could do anything, I actually threw in cleaning and reorganizing two closets, which I've been wanting to do forever. It was a great day.
Mr. Helen is going full steam ahead with his get in shape program. I know some of you would find this hard to believe but it's exhausting being married to someone who is so athletic. The man does not know how to do a short workout. (For example, since he is off today too, he said, "Let's go out for breakfast. I'll do a short workout." I am sitting here posting this blog, STILL waiting and he has been working out for 2 hours at this point and will probably go another 45 minutes. He just came in the house and asked me what time the breakfast place serves until... at least I'll be good and hungry.) He literally spends hours in our garage (Yes, in the cold garage), practicing Muay Thai, lifting weights, and now he has decided to try to run 3-4 times a week on the treadmill "to get his legs back." The curriculum he has to learn to get his Third Degree Black Belt is pretty intense and he wants to make sure he's in great shape. He's already in pretty good shape but his six pack has gone down to a four pack since he quit teaching 4 nights a week at the dojo two years ago. Among other things, he wants the six pack back.
He and I got into an interesting conversation about all of this. Because he came in the house and was frustrated that he couldn't get his 2 mile run below 15 minutes... he ran it in 15:30. I said, "Do you realize that's a 7:45 minute? Do you realize that not too many people who are 55 years old can do that? Do you realize that I will NEVER run that fast, not EVER, EVER EVER? And I run a lot more than you and I've been running a lot longer than you?" Yikes, I was frustrated, can you tell? Of course he said he couldn't run the distances I do (not true) and I shouldn't compare myself to him. Yet it's hard not to, because it's freaking hard to live with someone who is like this when you are un-athletic with a body fat percentage that can't even be mentioned and yet feel like you are doing as much as you can. But as I said in my Year of Helen post, maybe I'm not really doing everything I could. Yet through this conversation, I discovered that, at least for now, I am doing everything I am willing to do.
As we continued to converse, I shared with him about willpower vs. willingness and I finally admitted to him (and to myself) that while I would LOVE to have a poster worthy body, I'm just not willing to do the hard work required to get it. I have other things I like to do and I'm not willing to give them up in order to work out for 3 hours at a time several days a week. And that's the truth. Now, I need to work on making that realization and truth okay for me to live with. I need to live with it and live with myself.
Continuing to find my way... something I never thought would be at this age and stage of my life.