Before my husband ruptured his Achilles, we were on a serious workout regime, and our diet was the best it’s been. I was in love with how physically strong I had become. A perk of this disciplined lifestyle was that for the first time, especially after I had been sexually assaulted, I was starting to love and appreciate my body.
Unfortunately, as I mentioned earlier, my husband ruptured his Achilles and had to have surgery on his right leg. Which meant, not only was I going to be his nurse, I’d also have to be his chauffeur.
I tried to maintain an active lifestyle while he had to stay home on the couch with his leg elevated for 22 hours of the day. That made me feel so guilty. And between caring for my husband, volunteering regularly at my church, starting a new job, and traveling, I lost motivation to continue the mental, spiritual, emotional, and physical work that I had been doing.
So I stopped going to the gym entirely. My counselor’s practice closed, so I stopped going to therapy. And then my right ankle started hurting. Driving was a painful task, when I drove and had to hit the breaks I often broke into tears (that’s how much my ankle hurt). Then my wrist started hurting. All these body aches made me feel like my body was betraying me.
I felt defeated. I’ve been feeling depleted.
So for the last five months I haven’t been working out (which helps me find relief from my anxiety and depression). I’ve been wasting time on things that aren’t improving my mood, physical, or emotional state. For the last month and a half I’ve been in a funk and perpetuating my unhappiness by not taking care of my body.
Something came over me this past Saturday. Maybe it was the realization that my clothes weren’t fitting me the way I wanted them to or that my body was aching more than usual.
But as I sat on the couch eating another handful of gummy bears, I thought to myself, “what are you doing!? Where did your motivation go!? Do you really want to live like this, do you really want to feel like this, do you really want to feel drained every day!?”.
My answer to all of those questions was “No!”.
So, I went to my office and started brainstorming on how I was going to start creating healthy habits again.
My starting point for creating an environment where healthy habits can be nurtured and I can be held accountable is by creating a mantra to live by.
Saturday night, was the beginning of the season of my life to live by the mantra “Mind Set”.
1. What is your mind set on?
Are you being negative or positive?
Are you stressing out or are you praying for God’s will?
2. Have your mind set on the eternal (and positive) things!
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.”Philippians 4:8 (ESV)
3. Be intentional.
- Really consider how you are spending your time. For example, you want to spend 45 minutes to an hour in the gym, but aren’t sure how it will fit in your schedule. However, you spend 2 hours watching mindless entertainment, cut the time that’s being wasted in half and get to the gym!
- Set goals. If you have to, write out the steps it will take for you to get to your goals.
- Tell someone about your goals so they can hold you accountable.
Author: Morgan Petit-Homme
Morgan has always had a compassionate heart, concerned with combating the injustices that many people face in this world. Morgan is passionate about seeing people educated and providing opportunities and spaces for open and honest dialogue.