I've been inching my way back to me. What do I mean by that? Well, I'm using my lunch hours again for walking. I am still doing the zumba thang but I've been squandering my lunch hours on the computer and eating at my desk. No mas!
I am figuring things out at work. I'm balancing two positions. Is it easy? Not always but I'm finding that I am capable of much more when I focus. I am growing and that was my intent.
I met with my buddy pablo to plan our hiking goals for the spring/summer. He suggests we go back to Mt. Tallac (elevation 9,000+) because even though I reached the top, I did not make it to the summit. After reaching the summit of Mt. Tallac, maybe Mt. Whitney. That's a big one. So my goal is to build endurance. Maybe bikign will help me do that since jogging sidelines me.
|Close but no cigar|
Aging--turning the big 50
Aging is bothering me as well. I get angry that I cannot run, jump or hop like a 20 year. Why the hell did I wait so long to be 'active'? Then, there's looking in the mirror. Not always liking what I see. Then I go into "talk to self-down from tree" mode. I say "paula, cheer up old woman. You're setting goals i.e., planning to climb a mountain AGAIN, growing at work... You're eating healthier and moving more. Age is just a number. IGNORE THE PATAS DE GALLO (crows feet).
Yes, self-talk is a great thing... My new motto--