Just started reading a new-to-me blog: kelly + olive. The variety of posts keep me entertained and informed such as this one about transforming a porch. I love the final result.
It's been a good week so far. I've not paid much attention to this blog but have been tidying up the apartment and spent the weekend with friends and family – for my birthday, another friend's birthday, and to see family in town.
Then I recommitted to regular attendance at my early morning (5:45 AM!!) water class..and my friend Kathy now loves the class too. Turns out the class has taught me in other areas of life.
Most class members wade slowly into the shallow end of the cold pool (why oh why can't we have class in the warm therapy pool?!) but I would never enter the pool fully if I waded in. So that leaves me to jump in at the deep end. Now who in their right mind wants to jump into a shivering cold pool? Not me! So I'd stand at the edge forever before jumping in.
One morning I realized, "I am NEVER going to WANT to jump into the pool" and something clicked in my brain. I simply stepped forward from the pool's edge and had to deal with what came next (gravity's pull toward the bottom of the pool). Once I surface to get air, I then am wet and there's nothing to be done about it. So i swim rapidly to the shallow end to join the class that's beginning. Eventually, of course, we all find the water to be just like bathwater… that's after at least 30 minutes of movement in the water.
Turns out the phrase "I am NEVER going to WANT to _____________" has popped up in other areas of life. When the alarm goes off at 4:45 AM and I think "two more hours of sleep! more sleep!" it finally occurs to me that "I will never feel like getting up to go to work"…. and somehow that brain-clicking thing happens again and I pop out of bed and get ready for class.
The other day, I'd let the kitchen go for more than two days and was avoiding cooking (thus getting takeout more often). Realized I'd never feel like WOO HOO – time to clean the kitchen!!! But I set the timer and tackled it. Turns out it took nine little minutes to clean the kitchen. I'd left the kitchen alone for days because of nine minutes of work to clean the kitchen?! crazy.
I've a feeling that phrase about never going to want to do something will help me get through a lot of things.
Or one could call it "growing up".
Morning's Light 