Life lessons

I saw this on Pinterest this morning and it hit home with me.

So much of my life decisions can be traced back to not so great experiences that I decided that I either didn’t want to repeat, or pass on.

My parenting style for example, while not perfect, was developed by not wanting to make the same mistakes that my parents made. I was really candid with my boys once they graduated from high school about my mistakes as I saw them, and asked them to forgive me and learn from them. It was really cool moment in our relationships.

My marriage has been specifically designed to keep at bay the mistakes my parents made. We are doing just fine making our own dumb mistakes.

I got into the mortgage business after I bought my first house, and knew that I could do 100% better job than the loan officer who did my loan. 26 years later, I’m still in the business, and I’m still getting better at it.

I think about how many times I’ve been in a situation, and I get a vision of how it could be improved, and what I would do differently.

Life is full of lessons and unaware teachers.

Great quote


If you aren’t taking care of yourself, who is?

Being busy isn’t a badge of honor.  Being too busy to develop your own gifts, talents, skill, or even your own peace doesn’t help anyone, and harms you.

What have you done to take care of yourself this week?

120 days of nutrition, exercise, coconut oil, and bee pollen

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It started in May with a serious choice to be healthier.  So I added some goodies to my diet.  I can’t say they’ve helped, and I can’t say they’ve hurt.  I cook with the coconut oil, or use it as a carrier oil for my lavender.  It helps my dry feet.  I can’t see any improvement in my skin, hair, or nails.  That’s just the long and the short of it.

I’ve faithfully worked out at least 3 days a week, sometimes 5 with a combination of Zumba, Yoga, Weights, and walking.

Results?  Results?  Results?

All my clothes, zip, button, and hang like they should.

I got an odd compliment from my husband, he says I’m now a “one handed fanny”.  He does have large hands, and I’m glad I now fit into just one.  Jeesh.

Improved muscle tone.  I don’t cringe seeing my legs in a pair of shorts. I’m not brave enough to photo the gams just yet.

Sleeping is better, not so many bad dreams.

No weight loss to speak of, but then again, I haven’t been on a scale recently.  It doesn’t rate Sexy, or Confident, so I banished the scale to the garage.

My left calf muscle has really enjoyed Zumba.  After my Achilles reconstruction, I lost a good 30% of my calf to atrophy.  It didn’t like 6 weeks in a cast, 8 weeks in a walking boot, and 12 weeks of physical therapy.  Regaining that muscle has been a challenge, and up until last May, it would spasm on me at night, and ache all the time.

With Zumba, I’ve regained some of my calf, and no more spasms at night.  I don’t have the quick feet that you need for some of the steps, but I can modify the routines to work for me, and I’m getting quicker every session.

I’ve been participating in Yoga for about 45 days now.  It’s a slower result, but I’m a little more flexible than I was.

So on this lovely Tuesday.  I’m grateful for the time I’ve had to focus on getting healthier.  I’m grateful for the decreased stress, and the supportive family.