Once you make a decision,
the universe conspires to make it happen.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Oh, please, Universe: Let it be so.
I guess I'm assuming you all made some kind of decision about a month ago regarding your weight, health or fitness level. If not, bear with me while I plead with unseen powers to make my January dream come true.
Emerson was wrong, of course. You can't just make a decision and then sit on your ass eating cupcakes and expect to lose five pounds in a month. Decisions need to have some effort behind them, sometimes a lot of effort.
If Emerson is saying that the Universe gives you the energy to lift weights and take walks, and the good sense to take seconds on vegetables and pass up dessert, then he's right. Too bad he's not around so we can ask him what he meant.
In my case (because it's all about me), the Universe put me in Florida for a few days this month, which was a double-edged sword. On the one hand, I got to walk outside a lot. More than I wanted to, actually (just ask my husband!). But I
After our return home, the universe allowed me to walk outside a couple of days, but mostly it's been bitterly cold, forcing me to incorporate some light weightlifting into my routine. Because the Universe has also done something wacky to the treadmill. (If you're new here, my treadmill stops spontaneously after about 24 minutes when I walk on it. My husband can walk six miles without stopping. You do the math.)
Will I reach my goal of losing five pounds in January? Honestly? I don't think so. I feel like I should do a Biggest Loser-type last-chance workout, starting now and continuing for the next 48 hours. It's not in my emotional makeup to do such a silly thing, though, so I'll just keep on doing what I've been doing all month, minus the pretzels and cookies, and hope for the best.
Could you pass the green beans, please?