We spent a good portion of our evening watching the news coverage of the 33 Chilean miners being rescued after being stuck over 700 meters underground for 69 days. They were discovered 17 days after they were presumed dead from the mine collapsing. Officials were able to send down clean water, food, and other small supplies. But due to the nature of where they were underground rescue was not possible, until now. Watching that first man come to the surface brought tears to my eyes, and a warmth to my heart. In that moment I saw the good in man kind, was in awe of the strength, courage, and faith of these men, and above all I was grateful to see a happy ending, as they fall few and far between in the news these days. So today when I am tired of housework, when my kids are driving me nuts, and I am trying hopelessly to find matching pairs for all the socks around here... I will remember the look on those men's faces, because they came up from hell with that smile of pure happiness and gratitude, to live another day with their loved ones.
I am spending this entire day at home, cleaning, organizing, and de-cluttering. I have done really well at keeping my sink free of dirty dishes, I have gone to bed with a clean sink more times than I haven't. I am drinking more water, but still need to make it a habit to drink at least 2L a day. And I have failed miserably not eating after 7pm. So I am still working on these mini goals, and I plan to keep on working at them until they become second nature to me. In an effort not to overwhelm myself I am going to hold off adding any more of these goals for now, aside from extending the last goal to no eating or drinking (anything but water/tea) after 7 at night.
Tonight I'm going to broomball (google it), it is a fantastic work out, and a lot of fun. It happens every Wednesday at 9pm (that's the only draw back for me, since I am ready for bed by then most nights). I plan on going to broomball, doing one yoga class a week, and hopefully going for a walk 2-3 other nights during the week. I am SO out of shape, it hurts to get out of bed in the morning, and I have zero muscle tone anywhere (well maybe a bit in my arms from lugging my 4 year old Hunny Buns everywhere), tonight is going to hurt. I seriously wish I could wake up tomorrow fit, toned, and 40 pounds lighter, I promise I'd take care of myself from then on... but like they say, nothing worth doing is ever easy.
***Check the news if you haven't seen any of the Chilean miners rescue yet, last time I checked 13 of the 33 men had been lifted to safety.
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