By Shannon Penrod
Forget New Year’s Resolutions, this year I am ready for New Life Resolutions. Tony Robbins says it takes 27 days to create a new habit, that may be, but it only takes me one weekend to annihilate a 27 day habit and make it seem like a mirage in Vegas. 27 days isn’t enough time for me to right this crazy mixed up life of mine, but 60 days is enough time for me to really get back on track – this is my theory anyway. So for the next 60 days I am going to be making a conscious and concerted effort to create the life and lifestyle of my dreams, while shamelessly blogging about all of my adventures and misadventures. I would love some company along the way. Who’s in? Whether you would like to just read, make an occasional snarky comment, or take the plunge and create your own 60 day challenge, it’s all good! I’m looking for accountability and camaraderie and I’ll take whatever I can get.
For me there are 4 main areas that I am planning on targeting, physical health, spiritual health, mental health and career/financial health. I know it doesn’t cover everything but what it doesn’t cover can probably slide neatly under the mental health umbrella.
Physical health is a big deal. At 47 I am warming up to the idea that I’m in a use it or lose it situation. I get down on the floor to
play with my six year old and it takes a crane and two firemen to get me on my feet again. Okay, I exaggerate, but not by much. Things are better than they were – I have lost 25 pounds, but there are still 25 more that need to go. I had that harrowing mishap with a LEGO soldier this summer….I sat in a chair for 10 minutes and then stood up to walk across the living room. I felt this shrieking, searing pain in my butt and down my leg. Horrible, white hot pain, so bad that I immediately thought we needed to call an ambulance. It was so bad that I doubled over and grabbed the back of my leg, which is when I felt something hard and plastic. I yanked it out and then stared down at what had caused such pain – a LEGO soldier, complete with a medieval helmet and sword! Apparently my fat #@!! had sat on it for 10 minutes without registering it – and then when I stood up my butt sucked it up and tucked it in the crease of blubber separating by bum from the top of my leg, giving new meaning to “junk in the trunk”. Hard to argue that you are not fat when you can hide Spamalot LEGOs in your #@!! So the weight is halfway there, but the exercise thing is sporadic at best. No more, my friends. I have my Wii fit, I have my Bob Greene personal trainer program for the Wii and I have my gym membership for 60 more days. It’s time to get serious or stand shame faced in front of all of you and admit that I’m comfortable with primary colored plastic adhered to my tuckus.
Spiritual health is another area where I may not be completely lost but it is definitely time to set the bar higher. In the last few years I have treated God like a really good friend that I can count on when the chips are down, but that I never bother calling unless I need something in a hurry. That ends today. I know that meditation helps me on all levels; I just don’t make the time to do it. I’ve gotten into a habit of just surviving and not being gentle with myself. Not taking the time in the morning to be centered and to remember that there is something infinitely bigger than me and my petty little problems. So I am going to take the time to have a relationship with myself and my higher power every day. I am going to make the time to breathe in and breathe out with a concept that I am not driving this bus by myself. I am going to go back to my simple prayers of asking for God’s will in my life and the strength to carry it out. I know from past experience that this simple action has the ability to change my life in 3 seconds and committing to it for 60 days can only be more powerful.
Speaking of mental health, these 60 days I am making a commitment to deal with what is and not all the peripheral garbanzo. When I find myself stressed, irritated, frazzled and or overwhelmed I am going to cut right to the chase and ask myself what I am afraid of. I learned this year that this is the heart of the matter, it only took being on a reality show for me to get it. It doesn’t matter; I got it, now I am going to use it. Fear, fear, fear, fear all the time, the all fear channel! Except I am not afraid of everything. When I actually face the fear, I usually discover that at the base there is only one fear and facing it dissipates it. This year I am not going to be afraid to be uncomfortable. Face it, write about it, take action move on. Ahhhh, mental health.
Lastly, but not any less important is career/financial health. When I had my son almost seven years ago it was as though I had a personal ambitionectomy. They handed me that bundle of joy and poof! It was as though I didn’t have another thought or desire in the world. Some would say it was post partum depression, which I certainly suffered. At the time I attributed to having “love affair brain”. I was in love with my new baby, I didn’t want to think or care about anything else. Everything else was black and white, he was in color! After a year and a half I started feeling the tug of my old life and was slowly easing back into it and then things went haywire. My child seemed to be slipping away from me, except he didn’t seem to be slipping away, he WAS slipping away. He was eventually diagnosed with Autism. Poof! Personal Ambition gone again. Next week will be the four year anniversary of my son’s diagnosis; we aren’t completely out of the woods yet, but we are miles from where we started. So as of today, publicly, I am taking back my personal ambition. Ohhhhhh, slightly scary to write that, but very exciting! I am excited to see what the next 60 days will bring.Â
Financially, well, I refer back to the fear section, and the paragraph on prayer. I want to get my financial house in order.  This seems like a hysterically funny statement. My financial house is so far from being in order; it isn’t even a shack on stilts in a third world country. I am a Suze Orman nightmare. However, there is nothing that God and I can’t do together, right? So, I am going to fearlessly set out on the path of financial health and trust that all things are possible. I don’t really have any choice. This is my new life, where I can breathe without anxiety, walk up stairs without wondering if I need to call a cardiologist, my bras fit without an extender and I don’t have to dread checking my bank balance. This is the new life where my yoga mat and I are friends, when I trust that every hair on my head and my child’s is counted and I am always provided for.
I like this new life already. Stay tuned and come with me!
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