Sick or not I feel all shiny!

The greatest mistake in the treatment of diseases is that there are physicians for the body and physicians for the soul, although the two cannot be separated. 

~Plato

It is a wise mans part, rather to avoid sickness, than to wishe for medicines.  

~Thomas More, Utopia [sic]

So even though I was run over by a Mack truck called Allergies this week I am still in a wonderful mood. Extremely stuffy and sneezy but still in a great frame of mind. I love those days when you wake up and it just seems like unicorns, puppies and rainbows are flying from your derrière.  My head may be in a vice and I am not on good terms with sleep but I am in a throwing confetti disposition! 

So despite being behind on a few workouts I can't help but feel great about my journey today. I have this incredibly weird feeling that the fat on my body is loosing its grip on me. I feel this thin person building up on the inside. There is muscle growing and it will soon start burning this fluff away. I don't know how else to describe it. The flub is detaching. Making way for a leaner healthier body, which just causes me to feel all hallmark and such.  

I am not the only one feeling the effects of these healthy changes either. My littles are starting to be better eaters. They are asking for better choices. It was a triumph the other night when I made a new veggie dish and both of my older kids scarfed it down and asked for seconds. They also want to go for walks and are spending less time being drones begging for T.V. So I am wearing a happy mommy badge about that.

So all I can say is that even though I have felt like death physically the past few days. I am in a great place mentally. Having a non-pessimistic outlook is a relatively new thing for me. I like to play the part of the "funny" friend that makes jokes about myself and I am usually everyone else's best cheerleader. However I am my own worse critic. Now I am learning to boost myself up. Be less cynical (that is really hard for me!). So what if I haven't gotten to go to the gym the past couple days. I will return because I know I am in a routine now. Exercising is actually a part of my life. Not something I am just schlepping into the schedule. I am making real life changes that are sticking. It takes time but my goals will come around as long as I stay rallied.

It will take time to get this fat suit off, but it is happening. It really is. Every little effort will show its effectiveness. At some point in the future when I look back I am going to say "Wow I did this".

I am just a regular old gooey pile of unicorn poo and couldn't be happier about it. So big sloppy disgusting kisses to all of you and get off your butt and shimmy the jiggly bits away!

and just so we all know we can have it worse one of my favorite movie scenes ever! I have a pretty awful obsession with Monty Python so courage kids and endure.