Today is Friday, my favorite day of the week. This is not because I am happy to see the work week go—I’m currently unemployed, so I’m looking for work most days of the week. I am happy it’s Friday, because I am happy to see Friday come. On Friday nights, I go out country dancing. I do a lot of different dancing throughout the week, and I love it all. I love Fridays best, because I go to a bar where I get to do a whole mix of things—line dancing, two-step, waltz, and many more. I’ve made lots of friends amongst the other regulars, and I love the classes they give at the beginning of the evening. It’s one of the ways I improve my skills.
Sometimes dancing is hard for me. My joints don’t always behave, and I’m sometimes so sore I can barely stand it. On Saturday mornings I find it hard to start moving, but I still cannot wait to go out and do it again. The great thing about this is that I’ve finally found an exercise plan that works for me—I’m getting in better shape all the time, and there is no willpower involved. I cannot wait until the next opportunity comes up to go dancing. I’d go seven days a week if the venues were available.
I’m trying to keep this in mind as I start making the rounds of holiday parties. It seems almost effortless for me to exercise because I have made the most joyful choice. I’m trying to remember to think that way about what I eat, too. If I go for things I really love, I won’t be focusing as much on what I need to avoid. There are, of course, some things that fall into both categories, but the unhealthy foods cause after effects that are less than joyful. I’m trying to remember that. In the meantime I’ve found some lovely Christmas tea that is fat-free, sugar-free, and flat out yummy. I’ll drink to that.
Your assignment, should you choose to accept it:
208. As you face the inevitable health challenges of the holidays, try to let joy be your guide. It’s much more fun than guilt ever was.