Smiling into myself
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Smiling into myself this week has me doing a lot of thinking. I think about all of those times that I frowned into myself. What was that about? Why did I spend so much time and energy disliking myself (my body) when i could have spent it enjoying my body and living a wonderful (instead of depressing) life. Truth be told I did this fat to myself. If you feel like you are fat you just give up. You tell yourself "I am fat so I can't do things like swim, run, play baseball, walk, go to the park, go hiking, go camping." You end up wasting away on the couch in front of the TV and your brain turns to mush along with your butt.
There is truth in "Thinking" and "Acting" like a thin person. Yes it is harder to hike with extra weight. But don't let it hold you back. I found that when I smile into my self and smile into my life I catch myself smiling at other people and their lives too! And it makes me want to move! Imagining myself in a happy smiling state I can't help but picturing myself dancing! Imagining myself disliking my body makes me picture my past self - a blob on the couch. I love that person too. She is still me - only sad. I have taken it even farther and imagined that sad person on the couch (sad me) with a happy me hugging the sad me and with a crow bar prying my butt off the couch to go dance. I imagined myself taking my old self by the hand and smiling at her and tickling her until she smiles. I know I am a weirdo but it is fun to make the sad me smile. I pointed out to her the divot in the couch and told her we need to buy a new couch ... one that doesn't have a butt imprint in it. I love her you know. I love the sad me and I love the happy me. That's all I ever wanted or needed. I just needed to give it to myself.
Coincidentally I watched the movie Penelope this weekend... it is about a girl with a pig nose. I won't give the story away but if you watch it you will see what I mean. I'm glad I spent a week smiling at myself. I really needed that. From now on whenever I feel bored, depressed, sad, frustrated, hopeless, whatever - I am going to spend some time smiling at myself. I think I will continue this habit with my morning coffee... It has done wonders for me so far and I love sharing this with others. I wish everyone in the world would smile at themselves. Maybe I should go door to door with a crowbar and tickle people while they are sitting on the couch. If it wouldn't end up in my arrest I really would be tempted to do it.
Instead of sitting on the couch watching TV I now feel like putting on music and doing my exercises... (my son jumps for joy when i do the T-Tapp... it is so cute watching him do the hoe-downs with me!) I really think it is 90% mental and 10% physical... If you have the mental attitude down then the physical will follow automatically.