When Fat Girls “Run”

I remember last year hearing somewhere that 80% of New Year’s resolutions abandoned by the middle of February and that they don’t last more than six weeks.  So here I am to encourage myself and hopefully others to push on through the “Six Week Slump”.  I know that Yang would say, “That is exactly why I don’t make New Year’s resolutions, Ying.”  And to her I would say, “Go tell that to your Amnesty International Calendar.”

I don’t care what your non-resolution was but I am here to encourage you.  For me, my resolution is to have this be the year.  This is the year where I scream, “I’m gone!” to so many of struggles.  So for your listening enjoyment I have posted for you Robert Plant and Allison Krauss.  A simple song for you to yell at all that hinders you and to run out this race that has been marked out for us.  I think that Jesus was a marathon runner now that I think about it.

Anyway, this year I am gone to some of the following things: (before anyone feels the need to remind me that it is a life long struggle I know.  But I am just saying that I am gone to the prisoner feeling that comes with so many of these situations.)

Gone, Gone, Gone to the following:

~ Having Depression and Anxiety be my sister wives.  There are times where I feel like I am in a polygamous marriage and there is no telling which wife Mr. Ying will come home to.  I am going monogamous before menopause sets in an Mr. Ying really has something fun to come home to like vaginal dryness and hot flashes.

~ Name calling.  Today my kids asked me why there are words that they can say and words that they can’t.  I told them that they can’t use certain words because people use them to hurt other people and we only want to use words that make people feel good.  It is about stinkin’ time that I followed this rule for the internal dialog that goes on in my head.  Mainly at fault is the power that I give my sister wives.  So if my kids can’t say “butt” then I can’t say “you are such a butt” to myself in my head.

~ Giving up.  Chronic illness allows me the perfect excuse to give up on myself.  No one will ever fault me if I say “Bad lyme day.” The only problem is that I have to get back up after the bad lyme day, week, or month and get back into it.  Every step forward is better than the one before it.  It pushes me further toward my goal of health.

~ Not listening to my body.  This week I have listened to my body.  It told me that it needed to rest and rest I have.  But next week when my body says it is ready then I need to get off of my b%&$ (since we can’t say that word) and get back to it.

So are you in your six week slump?  Does it feel like you will never get there?  Then SNAP OUT OF IT!!!  Push towards new habits of health.  Push forward towards being the person that you always wanted to be.  Let this be the year to scream, “GONE, GONE, GONE!!!!”  Be remade by the renewing of your mind.

For your listening enjoyment:  Gone Gone Gone

p.s.  I will be wearing the outfit that Allison Krauss has on next year as a reward to myself.  Sweet hippy mama here I come!!!

p.s.s. I know that this probably goes without saying but in the name of mental health please consult whoever you need to consult as far as what methods are going to help you say, “Gone, Gone, Gone”.  No one person is the same.  I have a doctor, pastor, and the support of friends that I am working with to help me to address the spiritual, physical, and emotional aspects of my sister wives.

p.s.s. I have to give credit of the phrase “sister wives” to my mentor.  If you read this then you know who you are and I can only thank you for the emotional and spiritual support that you give me.