Sunday, February 28, 2010

Sunday Chit-Chat

Oh, it's a beautiful Sunday here. It's not too cold, the sun is shining. I spent some time outside plotting out what will be my very first proper garden. I've been container gardening for a number of years but this year I'm venturing outside my comfort zone down into the ground. It will be a 10x10 plot. We will need to dig up the red Georgia clay, turn it, add garden soil and organic material and then plant seeds. I have no idea how to do this but I will do some reading and learn as I go. It will also need fencing of some sort, but I'll leave that for Rob to figure out. I'm still going to have a small kitchen garden on the back deck, it makes it so lush and fragrant, I think I would miss it if I didn't. Are any of you experienced gardeners? If so can you offer this nOOb some advice?

I also spent some time packing for my trip and will only need to fold my clothes into the case on Tuesday night and then pack the last minute toiletries just before I leave Wednesday morning. I'm very excited to see my family and friends. I'm also excited to have my very first wine since the New Year's Day holiday. Yes, you heard right! I have not imbibed any alcoholic bevvies since New Year. Why? I didn't want the booze to interfere with my weight lifting progress. Drinking can weaken the resolve of a good fitness routine. What I didn't realize was that I ended up training my self-control muscle, as well. I thought it would be so hard but after awhile I stopped noticing. I had planned on celebrating the opening ceremony of the Olympics with a glass of cold Chardonnay, but decided that I could wait a little longer until I got to Boston to share a bottle with my sister. I'm happy I waited. That first sip is going to taste so wonderful in the company of my beautiful sister.

Self-control gets a bad rap, I think. Like it's somehow a vice rather than a virtue in our instant gratification society. At work the other night, I decided to indulge in a treat. I don't often indulge at work (more on that here,) but when a Publix Italian Cream Cake is on the table, it's definitely worth a splurge. I cut a small sliver. The first bite is always the best anyway and I just had a big bowl of homemade soup. One of my co-workers said, "Look at that small piece, such self-control!" But it was said like she was sucking a lemon.

I found a great quote that made much sense to me...

Self-respect is the root of discipline: The sense of dignity grows with the ability to say no to oneself. ~Abraham Joshua Heschel, The Insecurity of Freedom: Essays on Human Existence, 1967

As always, I love to hear from you...What are your thoughts on self-control?

1 comment:

  1. For me it's like a muscle. The more I use it, the stronger it gets. After a while, "No thank you." becomes a habit. It makes me feel empowered to be in charge. Like the old Hostess cupcake ad when the mom was saying that she decides when her kids can have junk, "I say WHEN and I say Hostess." For me, I say WHEN, not some saboteur.