I went to the gym today in between classes (11:00) just for a short 30 min bike ride. After wards I was sitting on the blue mat, stretching, thinking to myself, when I looked out the front door to see this girl sitting in front of the large mirror, in a very cute workout outfit, getting ready for the day. Putting on make-up, flat ironing her hair, make it look perfect and adding the final touch of hair spray, etc... As I sat there watching I assumed that she had recently finished her work out and was now getting ready for classes. I continued to watch her almost in awe as she perfected herself. I then took a look at myself in the mirror, looking like I just arose from the dead. Thinking about how I ran out the door for work at 4 in the morning, slept with wet hair last night, threw some clothes one, and now sweated up a storm, and with no intention of fixing much when i was done. As I continued to think, I came up with my wish list in my head.
I wish I was able to look really cute when I work out, be gung-ho about it work-out for hours at a time then end the therapy session by taking a shower and having my bathroom essentially with me in my locker so I would walk out like I was walking down the red carpet.
I wish that I enjoyed running, that way I would have a some goal or purpose I could achieve with all the time I would spend in the gym. (ie marathon, 5K)
I wish that I was a more organized put together person who has everything in a cute and proper bin, and always had laundry done, dinners made, everything fixed and cleaned.
I wish my desire to become more spiritual and faithful in the gospel actually surfaced into action instead of a thought that crosses my mind
I wish that when you tried to do such things, that they just happened, because you tried, and that was all that mattered.
Then reality sank in...
I don't have time to work-out hours in a day. I have two jobs and go to school full time, When I do have time it is short, and certainly not the desired therapy session I wish for, but a quick run in and out to say you did it.
I hate running, with a passion. I know Provo is the city for running, but I cant stand it. I get bored very quickly, and out of all physical activities, nothing flares up my exercised induced asthma more than running.
I am far from organized, nothing is put away in cute bin or any bin for that matter. My house is always a mess, and the time I do get to clean it, that last thing I want to do with my limited free time is clean!!
I am failing with my spiritual life, not because I don't care but because for years I have struggled to feel like I need to fit in one more thing in my life. I have a great desire, but fail miserably to put my thoughts into action
Ok so this was not meant to be a rant or a poor Stephanie time, and yes everything is ok I am not upset, or blue, so do worry mom, I was just thinking today about how I wish things were and how they really are. I also came to the conclusion, that although I could always improve in all areas of my life, my wishes are not just wishes because of a lack of desire or trying. I have tried, I do try, and will continue to try. I just hope sometimes that trying was all it takes.
14 years ago





