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Last weekend I went on retreat with my church. It was so excellent, calm and peaceful and centering, with this lovely balance between hanging out with lovely people and just focusing on God. We did a lot of practical stuff, like figuring out what parts of our lives we need to improve upon, and then making plans to improve those things, and praying to God and with others, for the strength to actually DO the goals.
My goal was not to complain for the rest of the month, especially not to David, and especially not about things that are my own fault (like being bored because I sat around all morning doing nothing). It is going pretty well, but I talk to David so much and he knows me so well that he knows when something is bothering me, so I can't not tell him.
One interesting thing we were talking about is how most flaws fall into two categories: sensuality and pride. And I thought to myself, ok, I have some pride, but my big problem in life is that I am terrified to do ANYTHING because I don't want to mess it up. But Father Alex was saying that's actually pride too. It's called obsession with human respect. Essentially, we become so interested in what other PEOPLE will think of us, that we don't do things that are good for ourselves, God, or others. And it's really true. I don't exercise outside because I don't want people to see me. I don't speak Korean loudly enough for people to actually hear and understand what I am saying most of the time. I don't cook for people who don't tell me how great my food is. If I am good at something, I don't mind doing it, but if I know it's something I am not perfect at, I don't even bother to try improving it.
ALSO. It has been a goal of my entire life to actually exercise on a daily basis, but I have never been able to do so for more than a few days in a row. But I was reading this blog article and decided I can follow that plan, i.e. five minutes of exercise a day. I mean, I knew I can do that. To be honest, committing to even ten minutes is scary. But five? I can do five. I was thinking about joining some online daily fitness blogging group but everyone seems to do an hour or two of exercise a day and I don't think I will be ready for that...ever in my life, to be honest.
So. Five minutes a day. For a month. Wish me luck.
I did it today, five minutes of weights after breakfast.
Also I ate a lot of vegetables. There is something called FitDay calorie counter online. Now, I don't care so much about counting calories, but I am fascinated by the nutritional information counter. I'm like, wow, I gotta get more potassium! Or, yay, I am so on top of my magnesium today! I dunno, it's exciting to me.
Incidentally, one of my favorite things these days is breakfast. It is the best part of living alone, I can make this beautiful complicated breakfast and then eat it while listening to "Chelsea Morning." Today I had the first cup of a new bag of coffee (which is always the best), with milk, a spinach-brie omelette, a slice of multigrain bread with chestnut honey, and sliced chamoe melons. Seriously awesome.
I get lonely at night though, when I come home and no one is waiting for me but my turtles. I think one of them is vegetarian. He only likes to eat lettuce, not shrimp.
In other news, I went to see which was exactly what I expected. It had all the elements of a classic guy movie:
1. A "cool" good guy, who somehow manages to be a genius as well as a playboy
2. An exceptionally evil bad guy from a country that has fought against in the past
3. High-speed cars
4. Lots of unnecessary explosions and expensive things breaking
5. One or more very hot women, who only do things that accentuate their hotness
6. No actual plot or deep thinking
Did I also tell you about last weekend? I went to Jeodulsan Martyr's Shrine, Olympic Park, and a baseball game.
Hope all y'all are doing well.
My goal was not to complain for the rest of the month, especially not to David, and especially not about things that are my own fault (like being bored because I sat around all morning doing nothing). It is going pretty well, but I talk to David so much and he knows me so well that he knows when something is bothering me, so I can't not tell him.
One interesting thing we were talking about is how most flaws fall into two categories: sensuality and pride. And I thought to myself, ok, I have some pride, but my big problem in life is that I am terrified to do ANYTHING because I don't want to mess it up. But Father Alex was saying that's actually pride too. It's called obsession with human respect. Essentially, we become so interested in what other PEOPLE will think of us, that we don't do things that are good for ourselves, God, or others. And it's really true. I don't exercise outside because I don't want people to see me. I don't speak Korean loudly enough for people to actually hear and understand what I am saying most of the time. I don't cook for people who don't tell me how great my food is. If I am good at something, I don't mind doing it, but if I know it's something I am not perfect at, I don't even bother to try improving it.
ALSO. It has been a goal of my entire life to actually exercise on a daily basis, but I have never been able to do so for more than a few days in a row. But I was reading this blog article and decided I can follow that plan, i.e. five minutes of exercise a day. I mean, I knew I can do that. To be honest, committing to even ten minutes is scary. But five? I can do five. I was thinking about joining some online daily fitness blogging group but everyone seems to do an hour or two of exercise a day and I don't think I will be ready for that...ever in my life, to be honest.
So. Five minutes a day. For a month. Wish me luck.
I did it today, five minutes of weights after breakfast.
Also I ate a lot of vegetables. There is something called FitDay calorie counter online. Now, I don't care so much about counting calories, but I am fascinated by the nutritional information counter. I'm like, wow, I gotta get more potassium! Or, yay, I am so on top of my magnesium today! I dunno, it's exciting to me.
Incidentally, one of my favorite things these days is breakfast. It is the best part of living alone, I can make this beautiful complicated breakfast and then eat it while listening to "Chelsea Morning." Today I had the first cup of a new bag of coffee (which is always the best), with milk, a spinach-brie omelette, a slice of multigrain bread with chestnut honey, and sliced chamoe melons. Seriously awesome.
I get lonely at night though, when I come home and no one is waiting for me but my turtles. I think one of them is vegetarian. He only likes to eat lettuce, not shrimp.
In other news, I went to see which was exactly what I expected. It had all the elements of a classic guy movie:
1. A "cool" good guy, who somehow manages to be a genius as well as a playboy
2. An exceptionally evil bad guy from a country that has fought against in the past
3. High-speed cars
4. Lots of unnecessary explosions and expensive things breaking
5. One or more very hot women, who only do things that accentuate their hotness
6. No actual plot or deep thinking
Did I also tell you about last weekend? I went to Jeodulsan Martyr's Shrine, Olympic Park, and a baseball game.
Hope all y'all are doing well.