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Everyone has life goals.
Some people want to see the pyramids, or parachute from an airplane, or swim with dolphins, and all of that sounds awesome (I lie, the only way I would parachute from a plane is if it were crashing), but none of that is on my list.
Personally, my life will be considered awesome if I get to visit Greece, watch my Dudes grow into happy humans, dance face-to-face with Justin Timberlake, rap all of 8 Mile to Eminem, and reach a healthy weight that I can maintain with regular fitness, little stress, and cupcakes on Sundays.
Because fitness is a thing for me (and probably JT and Eminem won’t have a thing to do with me). A long term, never ending, always fluctuating and causing me stress thing.
I want to not stress out incessantly about what I eat and why I’m eating it and how it was cooked and if it will make me fatter.
I want to go a single day without thinking about the fact that I have fat rolls on my back.
I want to actually not even have fat rolls on my back.
I want to model a healthy, active lifestyle for The Dudes so that they are encouraged to live similarly as they age.
I want to go to Zumba every single day of life and shake what my mama gave me. So hard.
I will be the first to admit that I struggle to remain committed to this goal.
Work load and kid stuff and migraines and work travel and baby showers and volunteer work and holidays and all of the things just distract me.
Sometimes I am able to maintain focus, to hang onto the workout and wellness wagon by my fingertips until I get to a place where it’s easy again.
Other times (as in right now), I have butter on my hands from all of the cookies and brownies I’ve been jamming into my gut and I can’t hang on to save my life.
I fell off of the get fit wagon this summer and I’m so far away from it right now that I can’t even see it anymore. It’s taken the turn like a champ and moved on without me. I’m in a ditch on the side of the road eating the good stuff out of the Halloween bucket (don’t come to my house unless you like Tootsie Pops and Hubba Bubba, the Kit Kats and the peanut butter cups are long gone) in my stretchy pants.
All of this I-fell-off-the-fitness-wagon-and-now-my-back-fat-is-mocking-me talk is really my way of reminding you of the importance of healthy living. I want you to make a commitment to yourself to take care of you. To devote time and effort and even cash, gasp, to your personal upkeep.
Recently, Gisele Budchen, felt some fresh hate about her comments on motherhood. She encouraged mothers to put themselves first, to take care of their own needs so that they can in turn care better for their children.
Some moms didn’t like that much.
As a mom who has fallen victim to the mom guilt factory that says care-for-everyone-including-the-dog-before-you-care-for-yourself, I am kinda with G. Bud on this one. Moms need to take care of themselves so that they have the energy and presence of mind to parent their children joyfully.
And no one is joyful when they’re tired, over extended, unfulfilled, stressed, unsupported, sad, or unhealthy.
Moms need to be happy and healthy to be awesome.
Now, they may not be your idea of a great time, but regular breast exams are for certain part of staying healthy.
Mammograms after 40 are part of staying healthy.
Following up with your healthcare provider when you notice a lump in your breast or receive news of an abnormal exam is part of staying healthy.
Proper fitness is part of staying healthy.
Bringing sexy back in your kitchen since JT will have no part of you is part of staying healthy.
Drinking good for you smoothies made with love in the Vitamix blender you may win right here on DudeMom.com is part of staying healthy.
Okay, maybe not those last two, but in an effort to remind you about the significance of a healthy lifestyle and to encourage your support of St. Agnes Hospital’s #OneJourney initiative during breast cancer awareness month, I’m giving away an awesome Vitamix blender.
Feel free to enter while you sing Sexy Back and give yourself a breast exam. Just please, no videos.