How do I feel: Brrr! Silly snow! But, it’s still the weekend and I’m not mad at any of that!
The snow is basically gone and it appears everyone made it home last night (or else the towing company had a field day getting all these cars into their closest impound lot!)
I can’t believe we’re just about out the other side here, everyone. If you’ve been sticking with me for the duration of this wacky rollercoaster, thank you so much! If you jumped on mid-stream, then I admire your adventurous attitude! Let’s consult with the timeline one more time before our final day, shall we?
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Day 28: 28 is as good as 30…right?
It’s day 28. DAY 28! You’ve almost made it! You pushed through all the rough spots, fought off the food boredom, and you’re really loving where you are right now. You’ve had a solid breakfast, packed a delicious lunch, and planned a stellar new recipe for dinner. You’re primed to make it through day 28 without breaking a sweat. But then you get to work. Today is your department’s monthly birthday celebration, and at the mid-morning break a co-worker teases, “You’ve been so good for 28 days! Isn’t 28 as good as 30? Just have one cupcake with us to celebrate.” You brush the comment off – you’re used to them at this point – but it really gets you thinking. What have you got to lose at this point? What benefit could two more days possibly bring you? Isn’t 28 days just as good as 30?
The answer is a loud and resounding NO. 28 days is NOT as good as 30, and we’ll tell you why: You owe yourself 30 days. You made a commitment to give yourself 30 full days of Good Food and improved habits. When you make a commitment to self-improvement, it’s a big deal! If you cop out now, you’re telling yourself that the commitments you make to yourself are open to compromise. You’re telling yourself that you are not important enough to honor your commitment to you. But that’s not true, is it? You ARE important. You ARE worth a full commitment. Require that of yourself and celebrate with a renewed sense of integrity, not a cupcake.
I didn’t really have anyone trying to get me to cheat – although I have still had the crazy “oooooooo, I want a whole entire _____________ right NOW!!!” moments today. I’m just kind of pacing myself for what I know will be a little bit of the MUST. HAVE. NOW. imbalance on Day 31. But to avoid actually indulging in all that and hating myself for it later, I’m going to work up a plan of action to really stick to the reintroduction phase. I will certainly put up a post here or there to let you know how that’s going.
Since my plans of taking my mom to the flower and garden show were foiled by the weather, and I already had a ton of fresh produce to make breakfast for us, I cooked up a little bit of that for my own breakfast. Still started with my coffee and last batch of homemade almond milk, plus two soft boiled eggs. Then I had a banana and some strawberries which were delicious (thanks Whole Foods). Since I had some time and daylight, and it wasn’t snowing or raining, I decided to step out and roam my city. Put in the headphones, grab some supplies for the Girl Scout Cookie Recipe Contest I entered (which I posted about a few days ago now…) and snap some pictures.
I had to perfect and bake my recipe all in one day to make sure I had what I needed in time to edit down my pictures, write up my blog post and get it all finalized by Wednesday night. On my way home from getting all those ingredients, I saw some wonderful buildings, sights, and well, moments. I just had to capture them. The building above is somewhere around 2nd and Virginia and between the beautiful lead glass window above the door (is that technically a transom, or not?), the brass suite numbers atop the door jamb, and the construction lights strung up inside with all the promise of a new start sitting inside, it’s just an exciting scene.
Then I happened upon this parking garage which is filled with these old wooden beams, boards and framing. Juxtaposed against the fresh coat of fire engine red paint, it stood out among neighboring spaces.
I just couldn’t resist….I only wish the color in my reflection came out better. But still, I had never seen this place before, and of course, now I must go!
On the walk home……
I passed by a patch of grass still covered in snow….
And I just couldn’t resist hearing the crunch of the snow under my feet. So I took a little time out. I’m sure the people passing by though I was a complete dork. And they’d be right! 🙂
A few blocks down the road, this little alley way had a quiet charm about it. Old and new, function and design, all smushed together in this one little byway. It’s not much, but….still.
Those bricks, walls and roads, used and worn and utilitarian. This is the Seattle I grew up seeing, and is such a large part of what I identify with when I think of Seattle.
Just around the corner from there, the theater was all lit up with the promise of a couple hours escape from reality. I have always loved the throw back feel of the Cinerama sign and the neon. It’s been AGES since I’ve seen a show here…I should change that.
With Valentine’s Day right around the corner (from when I took this), the corner store had lovingly wrapped the tree out front in red and white lights. Pretty cute – even I couldn’t resist smiling (and seriously, I might be the Valentine’s Grinch this year).
A little closer to home, more twinkling lights welcome me as the daylight dwindles. What a way to spend a day, falling in love with my city, yet again, and cooking up a fun new recipe (that, of course, I still can’t eat because I’m two days away from ending my Whole3o).
Lesson of the day: Keep looking, see the unseen, take a different road home. Let yourself be swept away by the little things, smile just because you can.