So last Wednesday night, I put on a little lip stick (a nude shade by Hourglass that I'm currently obsessed with), ran my fingers through my hair and tried to zhuzz up my post-work self as best I could and headed to Lithe's Resolve to Reach party, and I'm so glad I did. It's no secret that I'm in need of motivation these days. Motivation to eat better. Motivation to get myself to class. Motivation...in general.
So when I arrived at the Old City outpost, and was directed to the big studio where I could already see a great deal of hustle and bustle, I got immediately happy to be back on Planet Lithe. It was so nice to see fellow Lithers and instructors--but out of our normal athletic context. Stylish, understated outfits. Long lashes. Lip gloss. Hair down. Everyone looked fabulous. There were hugs. Exclamations of not recognizing one another in our street clothes. We munched on gluten free Pure Fare, checked out Bradamant, and sipped some champy while catching up with some and getting to know others. Walking on the hardwood floor normally reserved for bare feet and mats doused with tea tree oil in my boots felt wrong, but everything else was right.
A mini photo studio was set up in the back, and we were encouraged to set some goals for ourselves and take pictures with the small signs we made. Goals about anything. Not just fitness. Some resolved to get more sleep. Some resolved to spend more time with friends and family. I resolved, as you can see above, to: eat clean and stop spazzing. Given my donut episode of recent weeks, we all know why the clean eating part. The stop spazzing part refers to...well everything. I am given to the spazz. Not like the spazzing out ON people where I freak out and throw things. When I refer to spazzing, I'm talking the nonstop internal freak out dialogue I have going on with myself.
Why do I lose everything? Why did I eat that donut? Why can't I go to class as much as I used to? Is this turbulence actually the result of a major failure in modern aviation? Do I have something in my teeth? My lips are really dry. I'm so cold. I think I want to go ombre with my hair. Is ombre out? Is that guy following me?
You get the idea. So this year, I resolve to get out of my head, be mindful, go easy on myself and allow for the ebbs and flow in motivation that are par for the course when it comes to me and...well everything. And it was so nice to see other people's goals and to feel reassured that I'm not the only person that has struggles. I will be checking in with some of my fellow resolvers throughout the year to see how they are doing in reaching for their goals while I try to reach for mine.
In the meantime, go go Gadget arms!
See you in class!