I have never been keen on sports to be honest. My hands are too small to be of any use when it comes to any kind of game that includes throwing or catching a ball. Neither am I very fast. PE in school was a dread. I did not care which team I got voted into as I wouldn´t be playing along anyway. During volleyball I would duck down so that the girls behind me had to run in order to catch the ball. If I stood at the back the ball would either hit me in the face or I would somehow manage to get it away from me.
It took me ages to find out that moving my body doesn´t mean that I have to do it in a team. Or that it has to include any sort of game. I don´t know why PE got stuck in my head like this, but it always made me think that I was not made to be bouncy ball.
Which is actually not true. I just prefer some calmer kind of physical activity like yoga, long bicycle rides through the fields, nice walks where I get all the snails and bugs out of the way (and I talk to them. "Shoo, Miss Ladybug, this is no place for a grand dame like you!") As of recent I started to use my body. Really giving it a good stretch every morning and evening, drinking enough water, going outside. I have had the wrong image in my head. My past has influenced my present far too much. My thoughts were sad.
As everywhere in life there isn´t just one way to do it. Or even a right way. I am not the kind of girl who will run a marathon and then brag about it for the rest of her life. My way is subtle and slow. Doing it for myself, not for a number of miles that I made or the amount of push-ups that I can do. I will not count the amount of calories that I burnt. I will not measure how much body weight I lost after 3 months.
I am doing this because I have a body and I want to appreciate it in every way I can. This is about the experience: Feeling your body, breathing deep into a stretch, noticing how you´re getting more flexible every day. Of course it includes going through the initial phase of pain. I have been feeling like a noob cowgirl with sore inner thighs for the past week as I am working on doing the split. (I´ll get there when December comes around!) Every day is so worth living. Getting your butt off that chair and take responsibility for yourself in every way. Sounds good? Feels good!
This month´s tumblr crushes are:
♥ mysuitcaseheart-chloejane.tumblr.com beautiful, calming, exquisite.
♥ tokyocult.tumblr.com from very beautiful to slightly disturbing
♥ fairy-perfection.tumblr.com auto-play @top left corner
♥ mayinthebluesky.tumblr.com Nomen est omen. I could reblog everything.
♥ snowskinned.tumblr.com good for Sunday mornings
♥ poppiish.tumblr.com cute asian fashion (Turn auto-play off @ left bottom corner)
♥ ghibli-gifs.tumblr.com DO I NEED TO SAY MORE?!?!?
♥ thefrenchpear.tumblr.com a kiss of mother nature (auto-play @ bottom)
♥ whendreamsflyhigh.tumblr.com pastel pink cuteness
♥ fuckyeahhistorycrushes.tumblr.com History is boring? As if!
♥ dicette.tumblr.com animals and food. Somehow very french.
♥ oh-misscinderella.tumblr.com girly and pink!
5 things I am grateful for today:
- not needing to cook today. On some days it´s just perfect if you give yourself permission to take a day off and to come back refreshed with new ideas.
- Finishing my illustration. Finally!
- Started to watch Yuru Yuri and it´s hilarious. :D
- Let go of the thought that I ABSOLUTELY RIGHT NOW have to find an apartment. Enough with the stress, the perfect one will come around eventually.
- 10 hours of sleep. I slowly get to be my old self again.