With everything in my life I set my goals high so I can get super stoked when I meet them. Nothing extravagant like not cursing, going to Disney or climbing the tallest peak on Mars. More like finishing my cup of coffee before it gets cold, remembering to eat and drink throughout the day, having less than 5 memory dumps, and so on.
There are bigger goals actually... some I mentioned a couple days ago. Scheduling social media posts, updating and adding listings in my stores, lining up and knocking out orders, toddlering with minimal toddles, cooking, cleaning and trying to stay on task.
Let me give a few definitions to a couple words and phrases from above:
~ Memory Dump: This is my internal description for an instance when I can't recall what I was going to do. The general mental progression involves me working on anything, my mind tracking the steps to completion, what is the next thing on the agenda, the steps to complete that, singing the ants go marching, signing the numbers with my toddler, crunching times to constantly update what I can realistically finish before dinner, what's for dinner, did I eat breakfast... it's literally a buzzing. In my head. Like post epic concert buzzing in my ears. Then there's an interruption. It's never truly identifiable. The mental buzz will continue through the dogs barking, switching to the alphabet or silly stories, needing something from another room, whatever. But something interrupts my thought patterns and the buzzing fades. It's like taking headphones off. You could always hear what was going on around you but weren't truly aware when the headphones were on. Now that they're off the world comes back into auditory focus and I'm left with only one thought. What was I doing and why am I going here, standing here, sitting here... Memory Dump. Frustrating, hard to control and manage but a great time to clean something. I'll usually remember what I was doing eventually.
~ Toddles: Those moments when she asks for cheese puffs then gets incredibly emotional because I gave her cheese puffs and runs to her room yelling "No Mommy No" and will have nothing to do with my efforts to understand or comfort her. Then finally on the 7th time I go back in to see if she'll look at me, she runs into my arms & cuddles for a few moments while I sway back and forth on the way to the kitchen to get her a drink. Where, of course, she sees the open bag of cheese puffs on the counter and says "NUMMIES!" The only thing to do is hand her the bag, a drink and watch her run into the other room and enthusiastically munch down on the previously offensive cheese puffs while I stand dumbfounded in the kitchen. One instance of the Toddles. There are many varieties, but they all have one thing in common. A complete sense of what the fuck.
So, back to goals. Today was a S.T.A.T. day. I finished my first cup of coffee still hot, I posted on both my business Facebook pages, listings updated and added, started my scheduled ig posts, had orders lined up, made a second cup of coffee then was contacted to do 2 different large orders. Focus pays off my friends. I sent details to both parties, did a bit of q&a, and was finally ready to get to my studio. And.... it's lunch time. Somewhere I either got distracted on the evil of the Internet, or the prep to do the orders took longer than I thought. My second cup of coffee is cold. Sad moment.
Miss toddler had already finished almost 2 servings, adult servings, of oatmeal, an apple, a couple cups full of Milk and water and is excited about the prospect of more food. When a toddler is eating, you take full advantage!
Personally, I had half of her second serving of oatmeal. Cold because I forgot I had it in front of me.
Lunch is in the studio since I'm behind and the day whizzes by. I accomplished everything I had planned, even being a few hours behind! Only one memory dump moment, one toddle, and dinner time is upon us!
Mealtime is a bit more planned since I'm now on day 2 of adjusting my nutrition to help support my body holistically for my increase in activity. Or, you know, eating better and working out and shit. So dinner is a filling balanced meal because tomorrow starts the work out routine.
I'm completely stoked. I don't even know where to set my goals. My body is completely different than it was last time. Yes, I've had a baby since then, but it's not the lack of abdominal muscle tone or extra pounds that I'm doubting. It's the slippery joints.
Elastin. The body does amazing things when pregnant, one of those is creating more elastin so that tendons can stretch further with minimal damage during birth. That's how it's supposed to work. I had bones grinding in my last 6 weeks of pregnancy because my body decided it didn't need any tendons. They went on a relaxing fucking vacation and never fully came back.
Tomorrow it's time to beat them into shape. I forsee a lot of yoga and Pilates in my future for recovery...
~ Phoenix Theory
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