Winter Blahs

I know everyone’s complaining about the weather here in mid-Michigan and how they’re sick of the snow and the cold, the gloom and the blah. As someone who, personally, loves winter and all it has to offer (warm sweaters, pure blankets of fluffy whiteness, slippery sidewalk challenges and drifts that are so much fun to plow through in my beloved Taurus) I hate to join the “I hate winter” bandwagon but even I have to admit I could use a change of scenery.

I’m not necessarily blaming winter for my current case of the blahs. For one thing, that’s unfair to Mother Nature and she deserves nothing but the utmost respect. For another, as stated above, I love winter. And, not to compound all the whining I’ve previously posted, this winter’s been a bit draining with the sinus infections and multiple injuries to my back (tumbling down the stairs aggravated by long and kind of stressful hours at my desk coupled with early morning shoveling sessions and additional falls from the slippery sidewalk challenges also mentioned above) and craziness. I’d had every intention of starting this year off on the right foot by working out regularly and making healthy food decisions but that’s been very difficult with not being well enough to work out and craving comfort foods. The lack of inactivity and intake of not-entirely-healthful sustenance have me feeling down about the previous progress I’d made and frustration because, as of right now, I’m still not quite up to snuff to resume my regular workout. In fact, I think I overdid the mad dancing that occurred in my kitchen this evening and am feeling my back protest to the hip shaking and bouncing about. (spoil sport.)

Now that the evenings are “longer,” maybe I can start walking on a regular basis — despite the cold — and regain some of those healthful tendencies I’d worked to establish before. Maybe the walking will help to relieve some of the stress which will take some of the abuse off my back which will then make me able to resume my Pilates and weight-lifting routines. Then, after the walking and the Pilates and the weights, I can work my way up to running on a regular basis. And, with this, maybe I’ll get back into the habit of more fruits and vegetables and fewer refined and processed treats. And then maybe, just maybe, I’ll kick those last couple pounds to my goal weight and maybe, on top of all that, reduce the number of meds I’m on for pain and the like.

Sounds nice, huh? Now if I just take all those “maybe”s and turn them into proper forms of “will” we’ll be in business.