Don't forget the air mask
Then I listened a little deeper to what my body and mood were telling me. The first thing I noticed was that I was starving. Yes, hangry happens and it is not pretty. At first this was an odd thing to notice since I had just spent the past week stuffing myself. But what I ate last week wasn’t sustaining. Carbs and sugar will only get you so far. And for me the end of that short trip is usually a stop in moody town. Then I noticed I was simultaneously exhausted and craving exertion. I counted back through the days to remember the last time I had exercised. Unfortunately, I almost ran out of fingers to count on. All the travel to see family and friends had knocked my workout routines to bits. After my little check-in with myself, I came home, put some brussel sprouts in the saute pan, and called my husband to let him know I’d be at the pool swimming laps this evening while he chauffeured the kids.
I did this not because I am a good person, enlightened, or
self-disciplined. I did this because I HAVE to.
I swim laps, do yoga and eat brussel sprouts not because I want to be skinny or self-righteous, but because all that taking care of myself keeps me from being a cranky, irritable mess. (Okay, I also eat the brussel sprouts because they are delicious. Have you tried these lately?)
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