It happens to the best of us. Something happens that upsets or hurts us. It may be that job you didn't land, or a friendship that ended. No matter what it is, it has you thinking.
I've spent my Monday thinking. I know how this is going to sound, but too much thinking is not good. You start analyzing things that shouldn't be analyzed. You try to dig up reasons for what happened. Look at the positive and negatives and all that crap.
Well stop. You have two options. You can keep thinking and torturing yourself, or you can use all that "thinking" energy and focus on yourself. I'm personally a big fan of option number two ... especially since I've chosen the first option many, many times in the past.
Once I stopped pouting and put my big girl panties on, I decided that Wilson Phillips was right. You really do have no one to blame for your unhappiness. You can always think of a few people you’d like to hold responsible, but no one can "force" you to feel anything. You are in charge. After that set in, I realized that I need to focus on my goals, and not get distracted.
I also realized that I haven't been taking enough time to do the things that I enjoy doing. I miss running and taking my step aerobics class (yes, people do still do step aerobics, don't make fun). And, I miss being more passionate about my dancing. So, after work I took off my boots and put on my running shoes and hit the gym. I decided to listen to one of my favorite albums ... Elvis: 30 #1 Hits. Mmmm Hmmmm, I never go wrong with Elvis. Maybe it's because he's one man that has never hurt me. I know, I know, he's dead ... but I feel like he could hurt me somehow if he really wanted to.
Anyways, after a couple of miles, I felt great. It felt good to do something that I've missed ... and something that was quite needed after Sunday. My two main food groups were beer and cheese. It was the Superbowl. The Packers were in it. The Packers won. Enough said ... but still. While running and doing a little dance with my arms to "Suspicious Minds," I thought about my dancing. I am now more determined than ever to be the best little go go girl I can be. I also thought about how thankful I am for my dancing legs ... if it wasn't for them, I think my legs would hurt after that run.
Even though I was thinking a lot during my time with the treadmill, I was thinking about me. I brought the focus back to where it should be.
“Things will change, things will go your way … if you hold on for one more day.” Oh Wilson Phillips … you said it. And, you said it well.
I've spent my Monday thinking. I know how this is going to sound, but too much thinking is not good. You start analyzing things that shouldn't be analyzed. You try to dig up reasons for what happened. Look at the positive and negatives and all that crap.
Well stop. You have two options. You can keep thinking and torturing yourself, or you can use all that "thinking" energy and focus on yourself. I'm personally a big fan of option number two ... especially since I've chosen the first option many, many times in the past.
Once I stopped pouting and put my big girl panties on, I decided that Wilson Phillips was right. You really do have no one to blame for your unhappiness. You can always think of a few people you’d like to hold responsible, but no one can "force" you to feel anything. You are in charge. After that set in, I realized that I need to focus on my goals, and not get distracted.
I also realized that I haven't been taking enough time to do the things that I enjoy doing. I miss running and taking my step aerobics class (yes, people do still do step aerobics, don't make fun). And, I miss being more passionate about my dancing. So, after work I took off my boots and put on my running shoes and hit the gym. I decided to listen to one of my favorite albums ... Elvis: 30 #1 Hits. Mmmm Hmmmm, I never go wrong with Elvis. Maybe it's because he's one man that has never hurt me. I know, I know, he's dead ... but I feel like he could hurt me somehow if he really wanted to.
Anyways, after a couple of miles, I felt great. It felt good to do something that I've missed ... and something that was quite needed after Sunday. My two main food groups were beer and cheese. It was the Superbowl. The Packers were in it. The Packers won. Enough said ... but still. While running and doing a little dance with my arms to "Suspicious Minds," I thought about my dancing. I am now more determined than ever to be the best little go go girl I can be. I also thought about how thankful I am for my dancing legs ... if it wasn't for them, I think my legs would hurt after that run.
Even though I was thinking a lot during my time with the treadmill, I was thinking about me. I brought the focus back to where it should be.
“Things will change, things will go your way … if you hold on for one more day.” Oh Wilson Phillips … you said it. And, you said it well.
I LOVE YOUR BLOG
ReplyDelete(and I live in nyc too :D)