Spring. Crocuses are blooming and daffodils will burst open soon if this confounded cold weather doesn’t kill them first. And I’m ready to bloom, too. I have my spring sweaters at the ready. My 13-year old dog leaps and lunges on walks like she’s a pup of two years. My yard is overrun with rabbits, emerging from wherever they’ve been hiding all winter.
When the sun teases us with its presence, I feel as light as a tulip waving in the breeze. I feel full of bright color and possibilities like the flower I created at the top of this post. On the other hand, when it’s another gray sky and nothing but nothing will entice me out of an oversized pair of gray sweatpants, I’m no more than a fleece blob, like so
When the sun teases us with its presence, I feel as light as a tulip waving in the breeze. I feel full of bright color and possibilities like the flower I created at the top of this post. On the other hand, when it’s another gray sky and nothing but nothing will entice me out of an oversized pair of gray sweatpants, I’m no more than a fleece blob, like so
And this is one of those sweatpants days because I went back to see what I was thinking about a year ago. According to my blog, last March I was exactly the same place I find myself today. The same place so many women find themselves at mid-life. Can you say “frustrated”? Can you say “hopeless”? If you want to find out the cause of my seasonal angst, you can either try to piece together the story hidden in the Tagxedo word clouds, or you can read my old story below.
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It's Time For My Own Personal Spring Training (French-Style)
Well folks, it’s that time of year. No, not the madness that hits even the non-basketball fans every March. No, not the season of green beer. Not the season of daffodils and dogwoods. It’s that time of year that I start panicking that I will not be able to lose 50 lbs. before I head to Dijon, France this summer. . . .(finish the story)
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All I can say,
though, is with my newly diagnosed arthritic knees, this time next year
I’ll be telling a different story. I’m motivated to win this game. You
can bet on it.
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7 comments:
Love your illustrated March Madness, I am right there with you on the need to lose 50 pounds. I did it over a year ago but let the stress and strain of life allow me to gain but some of it. I liked how I looked and felt minus the weight but I am struggling to get started again. Food has always been a comfort to me and a curse - would like to give a plant based diet a try to just for the health of it. Hang in there and good luck to you too.
This is my first year living in an area with a distinct change of seasons in more than 30 years. The difference from winter to spring is more light-related than temperature-related since our climate is fairly mild. I'm loving how the plants are waking up. I started planting seeds in January to help me get through the winter darkness, and now I'm constantly outdoors working in the yard. That adds to my usual workout regimen to keep me active.
I always do a dietary cleanse about this time of year, and I just finished this year's version. It helps me to reset any bad habits I might have picked up over the winter holidays.
Hope you get to enjoy a consistent spring soon!
Thanks for the support. I know I need to pull out my juicer to get more of the stuff that plants give to a diet. But I do need my protein. It is what makes me feel full. My problem is trying to get away from a big, cheesey enchilada providing that protein.
And Nadine, I don't think I would do well farther north like you. I need sun in the winter. I'm itching to get into the yard, but I can't for a week or two more because of the surgery on my arm.
I always find Spring an inspiring and motivating time! You have certainly had some unexpected challenges tossed your way recently, Julie. I believe I hear determination in your voice. One step at a time!
What I miss the most about winter is the snow – we have had no snow here in two years. What I look forward in spring are all the beautiful azaleas and dogwood trees in bloom. I wrote a comment on your post of January 18, telling you, among other things that my family had been in the French Resistance (I am French.) You may have thought this was spam, but it is true. Si vous voulez mettre mon commentaire au panier, c’est votre droit, et je comprendrai.
Vagabonde -- thanks for returning to comment. I remember your post and don't know why it did not appear. I must have accidentally deleted it. And I loved the pigeon post on your blog.
What I will miss the lost is that I will have to start waxing my legs again. Not nice.
As for losing weight, Bikram yoga has done wonders for me...Take care!
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