There are days (nights) I simply cannot identify with this silly aging body.
While I'm confident and sure of myself in ways I NEVER was in my 20's and 30's, wrestling with the reality of aging sometimes catches me off guard.
Case in point: for the past three nights, while I've been safe and warm and snug in my own bed (which my kids have described as the most comfortable bed in the world) I have in those three nights slept a total of less than 10 hours.
I'm definitely tired. But wide awake, if that makes any sense.
The good thing is that I now have a maturity/wisdom/familiarity-with-sacrifice that makes three days of surviving on little to no sleep a no-brainer. If I'd had this little sleep in my 20's I wouldn't have been able to function.
Now I just get up and do it. No whining. What's the point? The sleep will come eventually and until then, there's plenty to do.
And then there are the random aches and pains. Shoulders that feel loose and sore at any swing of an arm... hips that protest at the end of a day on my feet... a thumb that's been hurting inexplicably for several months.
Thankfully, I believe I'm taking better care of my body than I ever have... I own a strong sense of responsibility and a willingness to make choices based on what's best for my health instead of being ruled by my desires. I feel empowered by my lifestyle, which propels and motivates continued efforts to be at my best. That's radically different from most of my life, when I put my body through a series of crazy bad food consumption habits - when I was ruled by cravings and sugar and lazy, uninformed nutrition.
I strive now to really feed my body what it needs.
And I'm fascinated to discover how good a body that's clearly aging can feel when it's well cared for and well-fed.
It all breeds my passion for healthy living... which feeds the joy I feel in doing my job... which hopefully inspires and motivates others in their own journey toward wellness.
So I'll take the aging. In my case, it's provided me the time to figure all of this out... to bring me to this really cool place of contentment and satisfaction and ownership.
Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship. 2 Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. Romans 12:1&2
While I'm confident and sure of myself in ways I NEVER was in my 20's and 30's, wrestling with the reality of aging sometimes catches me off guard.
Case in point: for the past three nights, while I've been safe and warm and snug in my own bed (which my kids have described as the most comfortable bed in the world) I have in those three nights slept a total of less than 10 hours.
I'm definitely tired. But wide awake, if that makes any sense.
The good thing is that I now have a maturity/wisdom/familiarity-with-sacrifice that makes three days of surviving on little to no sleep a no-brainer. If I'd had this little sleep in my 20's I wouldn't have been able to function.
Now I just get up and do it. No whining. What's the point? The sleep will come eventually and until then, there's plenty to do.
And then there are the random aches and pains. Shoulders that feel loose and sore at any swing of an arm... hips that protest at the end of a day on my feet... a thumb that's been hurting inexplicably for several months.
Thankfully, I believe I'm taking better care of my body than I ever have... I own a strong sense of responsibility and a willingness to make choices based on what's best for my health instead of being ruled by my desires. I feel empowered by my lifestyle, which propels and motivates continued efforts to be at my best. That's radically different from most of my life, when I put my body through a series of crazy bad food consumption habits - when I was ruled by cravings and sugar and lazy, uninformed nutrition.
I strive now to really feed my body what it needs.
And I'm fascinated to discover how good a body that's clearly aging can feel when it's well cared for and well-fed.
It all breeds my passion for healthy living... which feeds the joy I feel in doing my job... which hopefully inspires and motivates others in their own journey toward wellness.
So I'll take the aging. In my case, it's provided me the time to figure all of this out... to bring me to this really cool place of contentment and satisfaction and ownership.
Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship. 2 Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. Romans 12:1&2
yup...this is how it goes....:( but you will get used to it...some nites I read...wander...clean...others, the beautiful gift of sleep :) yay~!
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Cathy ~~ I have fallen out of habit of reading my blogs, and am catching up! Two years of online grad school will do that to you!! To have this be the first post I read makes me smile! Believe me you are not alone. :) The changes going on, lack of sleep and other physical things happening amaze me some days, and also make me continue to admire the fascinating beast that is the human body! Looking forward to catching up with you!
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