So how was your weekend? (If you answer, you must give me two positives for every negative.)
My weekend was anticipatory as we embraced for a Major!Winter!Storm! After endless days of talking about it, my long-desired snowfall has arrived!
We only got 3-4 inches in Memphis, but some of the nearby rural communities have 10 inches of fluffy whiteness on the ground. They’re enjoying it today, but will be more than ready for it to go tomorrow. We’re just fickle that way.
I’m a warm weather girl myself, but I do love snow. Especially when it melts early on the streets so I’m not stuck at home. You’re wondering where my jobless self needed to go that’s so important, right?. Why, here, of course:
As expected, the place was practically empty, and I was able to have a great 1-hour workout. I kind of wish it could be like that all the time, but I suppose other people have a right to get fit, too. In fact, the next time I’m feeling grumpy about having to share MY gym with so many people, especially condom people, I’m going to turn it into a positive by recognizing that it’s a very GOOD thing that so many people want to exercise.
Does changing perspectives burn calories?
I think maybe it does, though perhaps not directly. Choosing to look for the positives in any given situation keeps us in the right frame of mind to keep pushing forward to our goals, instead of a reason to make it unpleasant. I don’t know about you, but if I travel too far down that path, I’ll eventually create a reason I shouldn’t do it.
But I’ve already yammered a lot on this subject. If you’d like to explore the concept more, check out Living in Abundance.
Otherwise, I’ll leave you to your day. I’m ready to curl up with my favorite snow day snack: a big bowl of air-pop!
-Thank you all for your comments on the Condom Guy and for sharing the unusual people you see in your gyms. I was howling! (increases metabolism!)
-Weigh-in: Christmas overage is gone! Now I’ll focus on drifting back down to the lower end of my acceptable weight range. I don’t really have a timeline for it; I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing, only with a weekly small fro-yo for encouragement.