Rolling over in bed, I pinched myself and woke up with disgust. Oh man, how could it get this bad, I thought. Only a few years ago, it seems, I was wearing tank tops and shorts and flitting around the house with happy energy. Now I’m just a sloth.
And honestly, I have a sneaking suspicion that my frequent rushes to the bathroom may be caused by a saggy abdomen and loose pelvic muscles. If I could stop those frantic dances my life would be immeasurably better.
With a baggy body and firm resolution I called my good friend and asked what she did to get into the state she was in.
“It’s a holistic wellness program, not a diet. You gotta be committed and it helps you become the best version of yourself.”
“How does it do that?” I asked.
“By taking a self acceptance attitude. By helping you see you want to honor your body and quiet your mind. It’s so much more than a diet.”
After spending a year unemployed and getting more and more down on myself, and reaching for potato chips and cookies more often than I want to, I wonder if a little program can really help. It’s not only that, that’s changed though. I just got a job at the hospital and just had one dear daughter move into the basement suite.
“You’re putting too much hope into a program, Mom,” she said.
“What do you mean?”
“The changes you’re making in your life are coming from within and the whole Lifestyle Emporium thing would just be tagging along for the ride,” she said.
“I see it as kind of a compound interest thing.” I said. “Like making a commitment to take action which acts as a deposit. The health program is like mutual funds.”
“Mom, I don’t get you, or that crazy brain of yours, but if you wanna do it, just do it.”
“Well Lacey, you may have a point. But I’m at the point where I need a little help.”
And so I became a partner . . . The Healthstyle Emporium (thehse.net). Colleen Nederlof
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