It’s here! The moment I have dreaded since January when I first started thinking of how to prepare. We all go through it. In January when thoughts first filled my head of the warm activities, I said to myself “Okay, this is going to be the year when I finally do it!”
I got out the books, read about all the steps to be taken to find success, even bought all the things I needed—I was ready! This is it! I’m going to do it! Yep! A new me, a fresh start, a real beginning!
January came and went. Ah February—A short month, a reminder that I can do this, one step at a time. A new beginning. I like the number 1. It is starting over. There is still time.
Boy, February went fast. Well, it is a short month after all. To be expected, for sure.
Okay, now it is March, and time is limited before I reach that goal, but hey, a start is a start, and one should never give up—right? I look in the mirror and think, “you can do this!” Yes you can!
It turns out March was hard. The snow and cold you know. Hard to be motivated when you are bundled up in layers. I let March go. I still had time.
April. I now realize my goal won’t be reached, but hey, a start is a start and one can do this anytime. I know this. But now the realization that I must cover up what I have failed to do. So as the magazines come in, I start looking for that perfect look that will hide my complete and total winter failure. April into May finds me working on acceptance. The truth. It is sometimes hard to see in the mirror, but oh those pictures. Not a pleasant moment for me. Turning sideways does not really help!
Today has come. The moment of reckoning. I walk back into my bedroom and look at the purple suit that I purchased. It was designed to make one look thinner. I prepare to slip into the suit. Well maybe slip is not the right word exactly. Tug, yank, pull, slap…seem more like it. But I made it. It is on. And as I stand in front of the mirror and gaze at the 67 year old, sagging body that stands before me, I give myself a talk about how I am not alone and others will show up at our community pool and show off their new hiding-the-winter-failure outfit that we all have purchased.
Soon, after a few glasses of wine to toast Memorial Day, and some fun neighborly conversations, I will soon forget my winter failure and enjoy the heated waters of our annual pool opening!
And with some luck, the pool workouts will set me on the path to my goals that I had back in January! I’m an optimist you know!
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