I think it’s funny how life goes in drips and drabs…it cycles back around.
I haven’t really found my blog mojo…I really haven’t been feeling the blog lately. In fact, I have touched my google reader and have separated myself a bit from everything online.
…Then I had a friend ask on Facebook if I was still writing about my journey with weight loss, life.
…I responded “no really anymore. I think there are enough people who blog about fitness, eating, cooking, and unrequited emotional woes. So, I’m just living life in suburbia. Maybe when I have kids I’ll write a blog about a frazzled American trying to teach her kids to eat more peanut butter and less vegemite. LOL!”
I got to thinking, maybe I should blog…for no one other than myself. A place to put down my thoughts, feelings, reactions, idiosyncracies, ways. Blogging should be for you anyways. LIFE should be for you.
…Then I decided two weeks ago that I wanted to go back to WeightWatchers.
…I actually wanted to keep that a secret, because lets be honest I’m a body-loving, quasi-intuitive eating, ‘diet hating’ blogger who has flipped in and out of embracing and hating WeightWatchers. This time it’s for me. This time I’m not obsessing and it’s working.
Sometimes I forget how freaking powerful that movement was. It was powerful. I dare say life-changing for some of the participants who were involved.
Maybe I’ll start eating oats again and taking photos of it with almond butter and blueberries. Nah.
Instead I’ll cuddle with my cat, take up some old ways…because this time they’re for me!
What things have resurrected themselves in your life…but in a different way when you embraced them for yourself?