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Year Three, Day 235: LOVE and Quality Time with a Treadmill


I think I am going to wait until the weather gets warmer to start running.  It was bitter cold this morning, with a howling wind. I don't want to risk my cough returning with a vengence.  

Although the way I have been eating, I really need to burn more calories!  I am going to really, REALLY try to make it to the gym tomorrow.  And spend some quality time with a treadmill!

I did manage a short hoop workout. I am looking most poofy.  Tomorrow I am going to get back to my mostly vegan diet.  Lost of fresh veggies, fruit, a bit of rice and a smidge of fish and chicken.  No dairy. No sugar.

I spent a good part of the day with my son. It was nice to hang out with him.  I am thankful that I spent time this morning praying and reading my Joyce Meyer book (The Mind Connection: How the Thoughts You Choose Affet your Mood, Behavior and Decisions)

I had just begun Chapter 20, "The Mind-Mouth Connection" after I had called him with no response. We were supposed to meet for lunch before an appointment he had in North Portland. But if we didn't leave soon, he would be late.

I am glad I read the chapter before I talked to him. After all, he is a grown man as he often tells me.  I took a deep breath and kept my tone light and casual.  He had overslept.  We agreed to meet at his appointment and have dinner afterwards.

Ironically, we managed to make it to our second bus connection at the same time. So we rode the bus together. I love this man-child.  He will always be my kid.  We had a really nice visit.  After his appointment we were both famished. It was cold.  I had a coupon for Hometown Buffet.  

We were both quite stuffed and happy when he told me it was getting late and he was tired. He headed home. I sat and read for a bit. And truth be told, I had 3 desserts!  ARRG!!

They were small.  Pecan pie, cheese cake and coconut cream pie. I am pleased to report that I did not eat the crust....but still....ARRGG!!

But we did have a lovely time.  He gave me a big hug and said, "Love you, Mom". Then he kissed my cheek and headed out.

I don't think I nagged or lectured him at all today.  And that felt good.  

It occurred to me later, after returning home from teaching a student, that I should treat everyone like I am "Teacher Zita". I always give me students permission to make mistakes and not feel bad about them. Just do their best.  And either fix their mistakes, or better still keep going.  

I am supportive, rather than critical.  I think this is a good way to support my loved ones and friends.  

Again, I think of something I read in my Joyce Meyer book today. In the study guide that accompanies the book.  She says "Think about a specific time when you hung out with a negative person and another time when you were with a positive person. Describe how you felt after interacting with each of them."

My answer:  Negative person:  "Headaches, stomach pain, racing heart, nervous."
Positive person: "Joy, peace, comfort, light-heartedness"

Then she asks, "How would you like people to feel after being around you?"

My answer:  "Joyful, peaceful, inspired, happy and loved!"

I hope my son felt that way today.  I definitely felt a different energy between us.  I don't know why I thought I was helping him with all my lecturing and advice.  I need to just love and accept him.  Well maybe not certain behaviors and choices. But he knows what those are. It is him I love. I know he knows it. But hopefully I can demonstrate it better now that I am getting to know myself better.

As trite as this sounds, life really is short. We never really know how much time we or our loved ones have.  Love is the most important thing in this life.  And the world definitely needs more of it. I know I do!

On that note, I wish you a happy Wednesday.

Talk to you tomorrow!

Love,

Zita

P.S. Here is today's poofy hoop video.  That belly fat really has to go, but I suppose I need to love it first before I let it go?

Naw...belly fat I can hate!




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