With Christmas not even being over for a full 24 hours, it is easy to look at yesterday and know that I am blessed. While I haven’t spent a Christmas with my family in more years than I can remember, my husband and his mother have made it so that it’s not that big of a deal that I’m here rather than up north with my family. As a trio, we have made our own Christmas traditions and every year, I am excited to spend the day with them, leading to a very difficult time sleeping on Christmas Eve.
And though my husband has always been the most amazing gift giver, knowing exactly what I want and exactly what I like, this year, the gifts he gave me were incredible in a different kind of way. Prior to Christmas, he had already given me the awesome pair of hot pink running shoes that I asked for, but yesterday, I opened gifts that showed me just how much faith he has in me.
Aside from two very cool t-shirts relating to my love of the show “The Golden Girls” and my love of knitting, and the wireless, bluetooth speaker I had also asked for, he got me two pairs of very nice running shorts and a Fitbit. Upon opening the gifts that my mother had sent us, I also received two name-brand sports bras, and an armband to hold my phone while I run. The fact that so many of my presents were related to fitness, made my heart swell. Not because I had asked for some of these items, and not because they are good quality, probably expensive products, but because it showed me that my husband (and my mom) believe me when I say I’m going to do this. My husband told me himself that he’ll support me no matter what, and it’s not that I didn’t believe him, but by him giving me these wonderful gifts, it shows me that I’m being taken seriously. They really think that I can do this, and that I’m going to stick with it.
Yesterday was definitely a rest day on my calendar. A rest day and an all-around break from my diet. With the McDonald’s for a quick breakfast, the indulgent brunch at my mother-in-law’s house, a trip to a Chinese buffet for dinner, and all the candy in my stocking in between, I’ll be surprised if I’ve lost anything this week. I’ll be perfectly happy if I simply haven’t gained anything when I weigh-in on Monday. But now that yesterday is in the past, and today is now the 23rd day of my routine, I am filled with love and contentment with myself for the first time in a long time. I have already done my exercise for the day, going out and completing week 1 of the Couch to 5K program while wearing my new shoes, shorts, armband, and Fitbit. I was a little self-conscious walking/jogging up the side of the busy street our apartment is on, but instead of putting my head down so I couldn’t see the cars and wonder if the people inside are chuckling at the overweight woman running up the side of the road in tight running shorts, I kept my head high. I know that I’m doing the right thing, I’m trying my best, and there are people in my life that know this because they take me seriously.