Monday, June 24, 2013
Miminalism: Got Slim?
So this minimalism thing. One of the premises that seduced me was the notion I'd achieve balance. Cool. When does that happen? Currently my book count is diminishing, morning meditation is good and I'm adding planks and push-ups afterwards, and I pick up behind myself. Here's the rub: Unlike other instances where you want to get a handle on things, I'm really not loving the handles currently nestled on each side of my waist.
A woman does what a woman has to do so in keeping it lean (like that pun?), I picked up a few pieces at the thrift store to help me get through my current chunky stage. Yes, I'm still cute and I'm also aging, and that means my metabolism has dropped like a rock. For many of us, this happens after 35 or your last baby. I love exercise. I love the rush and the effect. What I'm not loving is how much more I have to work to get the same results. I'm 5"0' (no wiggle room for extra weight) and staring hard at 50 (I have neither the stamina nor interest in marathon gym sessions), why do I have to work so hard?! Can't I catch a break?
Whining over. Three check marks on my to-do list and it's not even 7:00am. Not bad for an old gal. And yeah, I like saying, being old. I've earned it.