2017 · accountability · Attitude · Bad Habits · brenna gimler · commitments · Discipline · Encouraging · goals · happiness

The Bottom Line

One of the things I like about being in my position having come from a weight problem, depression, eating issues and lack of motivation is my ability to speak from experience.  It’s one thing to try and make someone feel better by telling them that they will get there but it’s entirely another to look them in the eye and tell them with complete conviction that only they can reach their goals through making a change.  Telling someone that they have to change their habits and be motivated and determined and focused.  Assuring them with the tone of my voice that it can in fact be done but they have to WANT to do it.  I’ve said it before and I’ll continue to say it till I die, unless you are in a wheelchair, dying or dead, where there’s a will there’s a way.  Blind people have run marathons, people without limbs compete in all kinds of sports, fat people lose hundreds of pounds without surgery and why?  Because they have sheer determination and will power to do what it takes to get it done.  It’s funny how having experience changes how you say something to someone looking for advice.  Not having experience makes you want to tiptoe around feelings and impressions.  Having experience waives all that because you know how to get it done because you’ve done it and you didn’t accept excuses from yourself and you’re not about to accept them from anyone else.   The bottom line advice is Just Go Do It!  Period.  I did it and so can you!  What are you waiting for?

HAPPY RUNNING!

2017 · Attitude · brenna gimler · Discipline · happiness

A Real Life Fairy Tale

Once Upon A Time there was a girl….

who would not clear the fog from the mirror after her shower for shame of seeing what she had allowed herself to turn into.  Once upon a time there was a girl who wasn’t on speaking terms with her scale for shame of seeing digital confirmation of the disgrace she had become.  Once upon a time the evil demon known as self loathing extended it’s shriveled poisonous apple and told the girl to take a bite.  Evil wrapped her in it’s arms tightly and sucked the life right out of her beautiful happy sky blue eyes and nearly extinguished the life from her body.  The girl refused to be compliant and fade away into the bleak cold darkness of depression … She said “No I won’t stay here with you!” She laced up her running shoes, turned away and never looked back.

Running literally saved my life.  There are so many things that I get and have learned from running about life and myself.  One of my favorite things about the rewards of running is my self image.  I love the way I feel in my clothes, without clothes and how my focus in every day tasks is no longer fighting the feeling of being disgusted with myself but of how proud I feel of the way I look.  I love wanting to order a bikini at an age when I should feel like covering that shit up.  I love that I want to wear sexy things instead of wearing grandma underwear like I used to.  I love actually feeling ok eating ice cream because I know it won’t have time to move into my hips making my flesh hurt because I can feel all the fat under there.  Don’t get me wrong, I have fat but not enough to make me feel like I belong on the clearance rack at the dollar store any more.  I love that other people tell me that I look good.  That’s one of my favorite things especially when another guy tells me that.  It’s like confirmation that my husband isn’t lying to me.  He of all people wouldn’t lie to me but it’s nice to hear it once in a while from another guy.  I love wanting to buy more workout clothes because I like feeling attractive in poly / spandex that used to be worn only to mask the fact that I was growing out of my old jeans.  When someone overweight tell you that their “jeggins” are just so comfy, more than likely it’s more closely related to the fact that they have outgrown their pants.  Trust me, I WAS that person and used to love that jeans were being made from super stretchy material.  It meant that my size 10 would stretch out over my size 12-14 body and I could perpetuate the lie that I was telling myself about still fitting into my 10’s and it wasn’t that bad.  What a ruse that was!  I love looking for a super sexy holiday dress to wear to the company party because knowing I’m 48 (almost but not yet! LOL) and able to pull off a strappy fitted number with stiletto’s makes me giggle to myself.  It’s hard work but it’s the most rewarding, addicting and motivating thing that I’ve ever done for myself and I love the benefits I reap every day.  I love looking in the mirror at my face in the mirror because the girl that looks back at me now is who was buried deep inside all along.  She’s the face of strength and love, determination and bravery, happiness and laughter and I just love her so much!  I hated running when I took those first horrible steps on the track with my son that June day in 2011.  I hated it so much but my hatred for it drove me to love it just as much.  It turned me from an ugly Nanny McPhee type appearance to a much more attractive person at the end of the story.  Running might not be your thing but you should have a “thing” that gets you out there moving and staying healthy working off stress and pounds and whatever shit burgers that life tries to hand you.  All you have to do is start and if you stick with it I promise you will grow to love it just like I did. The benefits will become something you can’t live without.  You can do it because there’s strength in your soul that just needs to be dusted off.   What’s your real life fairy tale?

HAPPY RUNNING!

accountability · Attitude · motivation · Planning · Random Thoughts

Being Flexible

at-firstMost days I have a plan for some kind of a workout.  Today I had decided on a lunch run affectionately known as Runch and had posted my intention on my FB page.  That was the plan and honestly I once again wasn’t jumping up and down to head out into 36 degrees if I had a choice.  I love running in the morning and in the colder air but lately if I can do a Runch I’m all in for that.  As long as I get some fitness in with a majority of those days running, I’m good and also flexible should I need to switch things up.  It’s a good thing I’m flexible because my morning transformed quickly from my plan A to an instantly configured plan B.  My husband asked me to help him with something this afternoon which now meant leaving work early and no real lunch / Runch opportunity.  Clock on the stove said “you have 5 minutes to get ready to fit in a 30 minute run”.  There was my opportunity to make a change or call it a rest day.  Hell NO! Not a rest day for me, not today.   I was already in my room donning thermal running gear, lacing up my kicks and waving goodbye to the fam within those 5 minutes.  Out the door I went and it was a pretty decent run I think.  I got my 3 cold morning miles in and felt accomplished and pretty good about having to punt.  Some days that’s just the way it is. As runners we need to be flexible many times to make it work and get it done otherwise we are just spectators.

HAPPY RUNNING!

2016 · Attitude · commitments · fitness schedule · happiness · Life · motivation

I’m Not The Picture In My Head

100Let’s face it, as we get older we must adjust the picture in our head from Victoria’s Secret / Ronda Rousey to something a little less everything.  Less tough, less tight less bright eyed and bushy tailed.  With age comes wisdom and also less elasticity and collagen filling our bumps and curves.  We must learn to accept that the picture in the mirror and in our minds has to be reflective of something more realistic that it was 25 years ago.  25 years ago I could do 100 sit ups at one time and POOF! my belly disappeared.  Now I am still working on what the magic number is that will make that all go away.  The number that won’t wear me out so much that I fall asleep in my dinner.  The number that won’t make me light headed or turn me into a cripple begging people not to say anything remotely funny for the next 4 days.  That number is still eluding me so I accept that I must carry around a speed bump until I find it.  I can’t complain because it’s not a foo-pah which gives me the heebie-jeebies.  It’s a realistic part of who I am now.   I’m a mom of 3 wonderful kids who spent many years too busy to bother trying to work out at 5 am or 9 pm.  I’m a full time worker  who sometimes has to eat on the road while driving to a clients office.  I’m a mom who still travels on the weekends to sit on a field in the rain, cold, sun and heat cheering my kid on.  This sometimes involves eating on the run.  Although I try not to eat junk, a granola bar is barely acceptable but all I can manage some days.  I am older now and can feel that I don’t have the hutzpah that I once did despite the fact that I still have more energy than some people much younger than I.  I don’t drink, I don’t smoke or do drugs or eat poorly.  I think I take pretty good care of my vessel and mind but still I am aging just the same.  I get octtired and have modified my routine so that it fits my schedule and what I can manage.  I think this is pretty outstanding for 47.  Now I know some run marathons which I do not.  I know some are triathletes which I am not and some crazy people run hundreds of miles at a time which I do not.  I am not them and I don’t expect me to be.  I could be if I wanted to and honestly I would probably be in better shape than I am if I did but I don’t want to quite frankly.  What I manage now makes me happy and is at a comfort level that makes me feel good and healthy.  So although I don’t look like the girl that once camped out in my head, I do look like the girl in the mirror and she looks ok.  As we grow older we have to be accepting of our limitations and realistic goals.  We can’t give up, we just need to adjust what we believe of ourselves and how hard we are able work to achieve it without killing ourselves.  Getting older is an adjustment both mental, physical and emotional that needs some big time attention to details.  We can’t stop it from happening but we can harness it and make the ride a little smoother and enjoyable.  It’s all about attitude, acceptance, application and a willingness to love who we are at any stage of our life while working to be the best version of ourselves that we can!

HAPPY RUNNING!

 

 

2016 · accountability · Attitude · Blessings · Family · friends · happiness · motivation · Random Thoughts

You Can’t Go It Alone

There’s something about being told that someone is proud of how hard you have been working and how good you look that just motivates you.  It makes you feel that you have achieved success and is incredibly convincing in getting you to fire up the energy & will to keep going that may have been at a standstill or waning or just not big enough for the moments that we need them.  As we age we fight demons that drag us down.  Wrinkles, sagging skin, age spots, bags under our eyes, sickness, grey hair and other things.  They play a mean mental game with us blocking our ability to believe that we are great “for where we are in life”.  Sometimes we can’t get past what we see to the perspective that we need.  When the wall is too high we can’t see what is behind it and sometimes we can’t even climb it.  Sometimes it takes someone else to help us find our smile and our will to do the best we can and be the best that we can.  It might be a spouse telling you that they are proud of you for working so hard and looking better.  It might be a friend who tells you that you are attractive and don’t look your age.  It might be someone who just tells you that you are still sexy.  Maybe it’s your kids that don’t let you put yourself down or finding that outfit that makes you feel spectacular. Whatever it is, IT makes you happy and makes you want to keep doing whatever you have been doing to continue on your journey to wherever you are going.

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You can’t always go it alone and take it from someone who tried most of her life to never need anything, or anyone it’s ok to need / let someone to pick you up once in a while.

HAPPY RUNNING!

2016 · Blessings · Family · motivation

Stepping Stones

stepping-stonesYesterday I had the best day.  I spent half a day with both my sons and my son’s college roommate.  We had lunch, saw The Magnificent 7 and then went out for probably the best pizza I’ve had in a while!  It was cooked in a stone oven and had crunchy crust, perfect cheese and was a mouthful of wonderful awesomeness!  Great way to top off a great night!  It was so good to see Johnny and hug him tight.  Skype is great but there’s nothing like hugging your kid.  I loved that my boys enjoyed each others company and when we went to the movies, Johnny wanted to sit in between James and I.  LOVE! It was great and it will be my fix till I see him again on Parents weekend this coming weekend and then again for Columbus Weekend.  Then it won’t be for a whopping 7 weeks…. I don’t know if I can live with that.  That’s a LONG time to go not seeing your kid.  Mom’s on a mission to find some stuff to do in RI!

It must have been a great day because I had a stellar run this morning and it was chilly out!  Not always great when you run for the first time in 32 degrees but I did just fine.  It may not have been the reason but I’ll just keep thinking it was!  Motivation in whatever form that it comes in is ok with me!

HAPPY RUNNING!

2016 · accountability · Attitude · Random Thoughts

Beacon In The Dark

Fall is definitely here but being able to breathe in the crisp air is awesome.  beacon-of-hope-lighthouseI enjoy Fall running quite a bit for man reasons..the leaves…the cool air…. ok, maybe just two definitive reasons but every run brings me new reasons by season that I love running.  This week I found motivation in the struggles of one lady that I saw for about 10 seconds as I drove by her.  This woman was very heavy and was running down the road.  Her pace wasn’t fast but she was moving.  I could tell as I watched her that every leg movement was a challenge and probably difficult.  It was clear to me  that she was me a long time ago.  Something motivated her whether it was rock bottom like myself or maybe a new relationship or a marriage or maybe she watched a loved one pass on.  Who knows what motivates people but the fact is that those who want to will find a way or an excuse, period.  She reminded me that anything is possible when you set your mind to it.  She was a symbol that there is no competition in health, just a desire to be or get healthy to live a longer life.  In the moments that I saw her I cheered her on in my car with the windows up and rooted for her to keep going.  I love to see people getting out there and improving their lives and doing what is hard regardless to what anyone else thinks.  I don’t know her but I was proud of her.  I thought of her today as I ran my 3 miles.  She was my beacon.  The thing that reminded me that every step is progress and all progress is good.  It doesn’t matter how hard, far, slow, fast I go, as long as I go.  Today that runner on the side of the road toughing out a run that could be her first or her six hundred and seventy first run was my beacon to keep running because I can.

HAPPY RUNNING!