Beginnings and re-starts are hard. I had a week’s hiatus from my exercise class between Christmas and New Year. After New Year, I made it two weeks. It’s good to take a break, I tell myself. Saturdays are my swim day. Well, I couldn’t make myself go yesterday. Today was almost the same. My rationale was I might as well start things back on Monday. I’m familiar with that slippery slope. It could prove too slippery to get back up. I bit the bullet, enticing myself with lunch at the mall after the swim. The fabric store there is having a sale. Everything 50% off. That worked. I’ve scaled the slope. I’m back in the groove. The swim boosted my mood and soothed the aches and pains.
I have to keep these things in mind. It’s easy to stop but difficult to pick up again. I’m like an addict falling off the wagon. I’ve swam and gone to the aerobic class long enough now that I have the ‘feel good’ memory in my body. Even with that, I still needed that extra oomph to get going again. As long my engine can still chug-a-lug, it’s wise to keep the momentum of carrying out the challenges I’ve set out for January as best I could.
It does make my days full. There are times when I do yearn for more time doing nothing. It’s such a paradox because I find that I can’t just sit, doing nothing. Maybe it’s a good sign just to yearn for nothing times. It shows that I am not bored. I could do some creative brainstorming to see what I want and what works best for me. I am conducting an informal study of doing one thing at a time, not multi-tasking. By informal, I mean just with myself. I’m not charting data or anything like that. I’m noting how that affects my moods and how I function. Perhaps I should keep notes.
I have found that by breaking up a task into smaller parts makes it easier to do. No brainer, eh? I apply it to writing here. Everything is easier once I make a start. If I get stuck, I get up and do something else like vacuuming the kitchen. I do the same with painting. I would prep a canvas with gesso and let it dry. I go and do some other thing. I come back and do the grounding. And so on and on. Amazing things happen. My post gets written. A painting gets painted. Sometimes it takes a week or so. Hey, it’s a work of art. I give it more time. The best – the house gets cleaned more often. Dog hair gets under my skin.
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I know how hard it is to get motivated in the winter time. It takes a lot for me too.
Restarts are the worse for me. I was on a good regiment of exercising until I dropped off a week when my grandson visited for Christmas. Now I can’t get back at it! But since I read your blog, I will get motivated again!
Oh boy! I can relate to this! I’d barely begun working out. Then Thanksgiving and a brand new grandbaby. The illness, Christmas, illness and, finally, New Years. I got three days in and life thwarted me for two. Back to it today. Now I have pain making it hard to walk. Exercise in the water tomorrow – God willing and the creek don’t rise. 😆
Thank you and good luck!
One of the things that gets me so much is when we change the clocks! When it gets dark early, I just get tired and my motivation drops significantly@
Yes, winter and dark are hard. I count to 3, sometimes to 5. Then head for the door.