In case you missed it, yesterday I announced that I will be posting every day about my research and self-experimentation on the topic of weight loss after pregnancy. Today, I shall outline my ground rules.
Rule #1: There will be baby photos.
I may have interruptions for baby pictures and my bibliography. I’ve enjoyed having a record of what I’m reading, and I straight-up refuse to apologize for baby pictures.
In fact, I’ll go ahead and set the tone now with an old baby photo of my firstborn.
Baby photos aside, I think there are some traps inherent in blogging through weight loss after a pregnancy, and so I want to plan for a couple of things and keep them right in front of me (and anyone who cares to read along) the whole time.
Rule #2: Maintain a healthy mental attitude.
Ultimately, I want to get back into shape as quickly as possible because exercise makes me happy and mentally stable. Being strong, being sore, and playing hard, despite how unpleasant that may sound to some, make me feel good and give me essential energy for doing the important stuff. And I think (maybe this will be a topic for another post, once I get some solid research behind it) that it improves my cognitive function, too. Certainly, feeling energetic and taken care of are baseline requirements for me to be a good parent. I’m not trying to punish myself or achieve a particular look. I’m not trying to achieve a thigh gap. My thighs will never, ever have a gap in them, and if they do, it’s not good news; it can only be because I’ve fallen prey to some kind of muscular wasting disease. I may always have loose skin on my stomach and cellulite on my butt. That’s all really beside the point. Loose skin and strong thighs never kept anyone from climbing hard, running fast, lifting heavy, or feeling good (I feel like that would make a good t-shirt). Continue reading →
Putting something on the checklist to do every day is easier than deciding whether to do it from one day to the next. There’s no energy spent thinking, “Is today the day? Tomorrow might be better for it. Yeah, I’ll do it tomorrow.” That’s true about exercise, whether or not to eat sweets, drinking, tooth brushing…any habit, really.
Gretchen knows from habits. Besides the fact that she wrote Better Than Before, which is a thoroughly-researched book on habit change that I loved, she also has been blogging for 10 years. Now that is a habit. I’ve never done ANYTHING for 10 years straight, except breathe.
So I thought about posting every day, and I could feel my overloaded mind reeling. After all, I have a full-time job, a toddler, a baby on the way (in like 2 weeks), and I’m doing my best to maintain my own mental, social, and physical health in my “spare” time. Writing the types of posts I have been creating to date – long, thoughtful, thoroughly edited meditations on big topics – realistically, these are not posts I could produce every day. At least not at this time in my life. So what could I do instead? I wondered. Continue reading →
I like to fancy myself a rock climber. I’m mostly a gym rat (or what the New York Times refers to as a “cheerful, athletic nerd” – can’t argue with it), but my true passion is outdoor climbing.
When I got into climbing about five years ago, I found that climbers have a lot of jargon and euphemisms. It was kind of like learning a different language, and sometimes it was a culture shock, as well. In climbing, a particularly dangerous climb is often called “bold,” and quite honestly, when I hear a climber use that term now, I laugh a little. It’s usually just an absolutely huge understatement – in other words, if you hear that someone completed a “bold climb,” the climber is probably lucky they didn’t die. Their skill may have been important, but that adjective, for climbers, typically carries a significant connotation of luck, as well.
Another term, which refers to a climb or move that cannot be reversed once started, is “committing” – as in, “that is a committing climb.” The climber doesn’t really have the option not to finish; there is no way down, or it is otherwise risky to try to back down, until you get to the top. There are a lot of reasons a climb might be described as “committing,” but an easy illustration is a freesoloist. Freesoloists climb without ropes. Steph Davis, a climber who excels at committing climbs, is known for being the first woman to freesolo a face of Long’s Peak called The Diamond (which she has since repeated three more times). This solo allows for a hike back down, but once you get a couple dozen feet up the mountain, you’re committed.
I’m fascinated with committing climbs and with commitment in general, even though I try not to put myself in those kinds of situations in climbing when the physical risk is high. Maybe it’s because when I was younger, I always liked to keep my options open. The idea of not being able to reverse something – a career path, a move – feels like being trapped. I think climbing was the thing that showed me that committing is actually not a loss of freedom; a loss of freedom is being paralyzed from choice because you face a wealth of options, none of which you can actually take because you don’t want to “limit your opportunities.”
Committing is physical and exhilarating, in climbing. The payoff is the exhilaration of ascent – a “send,” in common climber jargon. But it’s just as good in the moment: I am fully immersed. My body and mind are engaged fully in what I’m doing. My mind is not preoccupied with deciding whether or not to turn back, an otherwise ever-present internal monologue when pursuing a perceived high-risk objective, even if the risk is just that it would look bad to miss or fall. But now, turning back is gone. My only concern is how to make this move work.
This is true about any number of trade-off decisions in life. Will you move to take a job or not? Maybe the job won’t be there if you wait. But once you’ve moved and taken the job, it may not be as easy to find another one. And you can think of a million reasons to choose one or the other, and a million reasons not to.
Refusing to decide in these situations only leads to regret, because not deciding is making the decision to do nothing, as the old adage goes. It’s not an intentional decision, but one born out of procrastination, neglect, or indecision. You wait too long and miss the opportunity. No amount of regret or resentment will reverse that when it happens.
I recently read an article in Harvard Business Review that changed my entire perspective on decision-making and commitment in real life. To paraphrase, the author, Ed Batista, advises that when the decision is a trade-off, it’s best to just pick something. It actually doesn’t matter what you pick, as long as you’re committed to making it work. Isn’t that mind-blowing? But when it’s a trade-off, pros and cons lists don’t work, because both sides could have equally long lists of pros and cons with different levels of importance, and there are just too many variables. You may as well just go with your gut. But whatever you decide, just commit fully to making the best of the situation you’ve chosen, whatever it is.
Consider this bit of advice for “going with your gut,” if that’s what it comes down to: pay attention to how you feel physically when you think about each of the options. Both may trigger apprehension, but what is your body saying? Do you huddle down and protect yourself? Does your heart sink? Or do you sit up straighter, expand your shoulders, and feel tingly and excited? Marie Forleo refers to it as “intuition,” which I know is how a lot of people think of it. I think of it as a check-in with my emotions. This actually echoes Batista’s advice in HBR when he advises “paying close attention to the feelings and emotions that accompany the decision we’re facing.” The research has proven that our mind-body connection is really quite strong, and when your mind is too focused on facts to detect feelings, you can rely on your body to tell you about those emotions that your superego wants to bury.
These days, even when I am looking at a decision that seems straightforward, I like to do this check-in. For me, it’s very easy to over-intellectualize life decisions. I sometimes forget that how I feel about it on a visceral level actually should factor into my decision. Sometimes, I don’t even recognize how I truly feel about it!
Ultimately, even if it all makes sense, my misery factor will impact the success of that decision. And my misery doesn’t listen to reason.
There are always trade-off decisions in life, and for me, it is parenting that has multiplied these decisions exponentially. Do I want my child to have a lot of enrichment opportunities, or do I want my kid to have more free time? Do I want to make dinner most nights and eat well, or do I want to grab fast food sometimes and get a break to give my family my full attention? These are trade-off decisions: optimal physical health is sometimes in opposition to better mental health. To achieve one, you may have to allow yourself to lower your standards a bit in the other.
I have found a lot of value in viewing these decisions as commitments. If I just do my best and commit fully to my choices as a parent (and to my decisions in my other roles in life), I don’t have to be defensive, I don’t have to explain myself, and I don’t have to agonize or feel guilty in retrospect.
And honestly, I just don’t have time for all that. I just have to make it work today.