A little brotherly love goes a long way!

My New Motto and a Motivational Quote for Hasayer’s

“Instead of giving myself reasons why I can’t, I give myself reasons why I can.”

So, I’ve been MIA from Hasay, well technically I’ve been MIA from blogging but I digress…  I’m back and I have good news to report so Casey you can put down that whip you wont be needing it, seriously Casey put it down girl you’re looking a little dominatrix and it’s scaring me. ~Grin~

On a serious note, my brother Jamie has helped me make a little breakthrough, he recently pointed out how I have a tendency to make excuses when it comes to exercising.  He was definitely right, but what he didn’t know was… I had, in my mind, built up a fear of exercising. My anxiety of having a palpitation and my fear of death had overtaken my thought process when it came to working out.  Sounds silly!  Believe me  I know!  It’s not an easy thing for me to admit.

 Anyway, here’s what I mean… I used to love treadmills right! Until I had  palpitations and vertigo coming off one, to the point where I had to sit down or I felt as though I’d fall over and pass out.  I let that one experience stop me from getting back on a treadmill for fear of it happening again.  The kicker, I not only let it stop me from getting on a treadmill but also from going on escalators, elevators, and any kind of moving floor that might make me the least bit dizzy.  In my mind I’d equated these things with death and the thought of them would stir a panic inside of me.  My thought process went something like this.. “If I work out I might  have a palpitation, if I have a palpitation it might not stop, if it doesn’t stop I might go into cardiac arrest and die.” So the end result was I just wont do it.  Crazy right!  I know! 

How did my brother help me you ask?  Well quite simply he didn’t give up on me.  I was over at his house and we were supposed to go for a walk, he was on the phone and by the time he got off it was to hot and muggy to walk,  my brother suggested we take turns on the treadmill.  Immediately the panic swirled and I was making up all the excuses in the world why I couldn’t.  Sensing my anxiety my brother, an anxiety sufferer himself at one point,  wouldn’t let up  “Just get on”,  “go on”, “just do it Kirst!”  to the point where he walked me through to the treadmill.  I felt like he was pressuring me and didn’t understand, but finally because he kept at me and didn’t give up I ended up in tears and told him the real reason why I didn’t want to do it, not the excuses and it made me realize how silly I’d been. 

Even though I felt really stupid, my brother was very supportive, I ended up getting on the treadmill and walking a mile and a half, probably because I was afraid to get back off at first. ~grin~  My brother hooked his ipod shuffle up to the treadmill and told me “this songs for you.”  I put the ear phones on couldn’t contain my giggles when “Let’s get physical” by Olivia Newton John started playing and I looked up at him, he was doing the Carlton dance.  I did get a little bit of a dizzy feeling getting off, but  it was manageable.   So I’ve been back on the treadmill since and I’ve started working out.  Hence my new motto above.

Hubby, Meggers, Daisy and I have been going on Family walks around the neighborhood every night and although I haven’t seen much of a shift in the scale I do feel better.  Perseverance is key!  I made a promise to myself to do a little something every day after all I didn’t gain it all in a day so it makes perfect sense that it’s not gonna come off without a little work.  I’ve also started a three day a week program to strengthen my core that includes free weights, I did my first day today and my arms are like jelly. 

  So, that’s my update, now that I’ve confirmed I’m a total nut job here are a few more motivational thoughts for you. 🙂

“Rule your mind or it will rule you.”

“It’s not whether you get knocked down; it’s whether you get up.”

“Not to have control over the senses is like sailing in a rudderless ship, bound to break to pieces on coming in contact with the very first rock.”

The best six doctors anywhere
And no one can deny it
Are sunshine, water, rest, and air
Exercise and diet.
These six will gladly you attend
If only you are willing
Your mind they’ll ease
Your will they’ll mend
And charge you not a shilling.
~Nursery rhyme quoted by Wayne Fields, What the River Knows, 1990



4 thoughts on “A little brotherly love goes a long way!

  1. Alright, Jamie! Sometimes you need some outside influence to get to the root of a problem. The scale will show results soon and you’re already stronger!


  2. woohoo! isn’t it exciting to be back on the elliptical/treadmill/elevator/escalator train!? you have such a sweet bro. anyone who will do the carlton dance as a means to help someone is aces in my book! 🙂


  3. Sprite ~ Absolutely! I hope so ’cause I need some scale reinforcement…lol

    Bextx ~ Woot, woot! LOL My brother Jamie is definitely Aces! Thanks for the comment!


  4. Fine, I put away the whip but I’ve got it on standby in case you disappear on us again!

    Your brother sounds hilarious and I think we need to see a video of his Carlton dance! Yay for him for helping you work through it and get back into your groove. You’re doing great!

    Here’s to another positive update on next month’s HASAY!!!


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