Greetings from a beautiful sunny Minnesota!
When I came back from our trip to Washington state, I envisioned three different posts about my experiences there: our trip to Olympic National Park, the wedding of our son, and lastly some rumination about it all. This will be the last post about our trip: ready for some ruminations?
It was a nearly perfect trip. I got a speeding ticket. Let me explain: on the day of our rehearsal lunch we ended up staying behind at the venue to finish up a little business. Our DIL's father lent us his car (a large SUV) to drive back to Fort Worden. Since most of the people were from out of town, we as the grooms’ parents, hosted a little gathering Friday afternoon. Our guests were counting on some simple road signs to direct them to our quarters at the officer’s housing, which we forgot to set up!! We zipped over to Safeway to get some poster board and markers. Now we were running late. I started to envision people getting lost and frustrated which led to my distraction while driving that large SUV. That SUV is of course a potentially speedy vehicle. I was nailed going about 35 in 25 MPH only blocks away from our little gathering. I was not paying attention to the speedometer, so immersed in thinking about our gathering, the bride, and THE SIGNS that were not up. I was driving along, but my mind was elsewhere, not on my driving. As I sat there giving the officier my license and the car’s registration my mind started to whirl about all the things that were going on, including the simple fact that our son was getting married the next day. Immediately I caught myself thinking about excuses: excuses that would some how get me off the hook. But, I was at fault, for crying out loud: I HAD been speeding. Caught red handed. Dang it!
My little speeding ticket is an analogy to my obesity. For years, I was too distracted by my life (kids and their events and lives, grandbabies, my career, aging parents) to really be present and see what was right before me: I was not healthy and was closing in on being morbidly obese. Plus, I used all of my life events to create a zillion excuses of why I could not care for myself right now, well...because there was always tomorrow, once this last “big event” was over. You name it, I had an excuse for why I could not focus on my own health until whatever day. Sitting alongside the road waiting for that officer to finish writing my ticket, I was amazed at how quickly my mind went to creating excuses, instead of just taking ownership of what I had done: speeding. It was the same with my obesity, until I stopped making excuses, I was not able to take ownership of my own obesity, let alone start to look at what I was going to do about it.
It was a great wedding. I am so happy for our family and for us as parents to welcome our new DIL. I am also very proud of how far I have come in my own journey to take care of myself and really take ownership of my obesity. That was just a speeding ticket. It was dumb to speed, just like it was dumb to overeat and allow myself to become so out of shape. I am not proud of that speeding ticket, nor am I proud of my obesity. I am proud of the fact that I finally took my obesity by the reigns and finally looked at all those excuses for what they really were: excuses. That's it. Excuses. How about you? Have you gone beyond your excuses, yet??
Have a great day and stay strong!