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day thirty eight

17 Sep

1. commitment

i’ve said random things lately (and always) about getting committed to various things, usually exercise and eating right. which lasts varying lengths of time from none at all to a few months. but this time feels different. my husband and i are both starting to eat better and cutting out the pizza and pasta and eating out that we both love so much (it’ll be good for our savings account as well). granted, today was the first day, but i really do feel that this time is sustainable. i can’t say what it is exactly that feels different, but i truly hope that i’m in touch with some sort of strength inside me. i’ve been unhappy about my health and fitness (and superficially, my body) for too long now. i’m sick of it.

i’m grateful for my husband for committing with me to get into shape, and i’m so happy that i’m taking it seriously. for the first time in a long time (sadly), at no point during the day did i feel too full. i felt content, but never that “oh my god, i ate too much” food-baby feeling, which frankly, is really not pleasant. so, i’m very grateful for myself making a commitment to myself.

2. autumn

this evening when we walked outside, for the first time i thought it smelled like autumn was coming. and though we haven’t really had a summer due to the rain and general greyness, i think i’m excited about autumn. spring here was so gorgeous and made me realize just how little i have experienced of seasons and i’m excited for the next one. though again, summer totally disappointed me, the spring amazed me and i have high hopes for both autumn and winter (though i’m also afraid of winter).

it should be said that my husband did not think that it smelled like autumn. in fact, he said that it just smelled like a fire, which led me to wonder about the season in california. october is fire season, really, so maybe i associate fire with autumn? regardless, i’m grateful for seasons and am looking forward to the next one.

3. midday lying down

it wasn’t quite a nap, but mid-clean, i lay down on the bed where my husband was laying and listening to the football game on the radio. i think i was trying to get him back up and cleaning, in theory. but he was too obsessed with the captain of his fantasy football (that’s “soccer” to us, only i’m not allowed to say that word in our home) scoring, or rather, not scoring. and somehow, we ended up just lying there together, sort of partially listening to the radio, partially cuddling and a bit just lying there doing nothing.

the window was open and there was a cool breeze coming in, but the house was still warm and the sun was out and it was just such a simple hour. we didn’t even talk that much (except for when one of the teams scored and it was not robin van persie), and it was just so relaxing and i’m so grateful to be able to feel that comfortable with another person and to have such a nice, lazy moment in the middle of the day. sometimes it’s the most normal things that are the most special, really.