Fat Lady Muscle Memory

100 Day Experiment: Day 15

So, it’s funny.

Yesterday, I talked about how I have this weird kind of muscle memory about things that used to be really hard for me. Like climbing stairs. It’s been hard for me to move past the idea that I need to avoid stairs.

That extends to non-exercise stuff, too.

Like tonight, I had a party. A bunch of my writer friends came over to hang out for a potluck. I’ve had, oh, at least a decade where that kind of thing would have left me whimper-in-my-bed exhausted.

Eighteen months ago, I would have needed the whole weekend to recover.

Losing weight didn’t solve all of my problems. It didn’t solve most of my problems. But it did solve the problem of carrying around the weight of a whole other adult human being with me every time I did anything.

It’s kind of a revelation to me that I can spend three hours having a writer potluck party and not be bone tired and hurting at the end of it. That’s my new reality.

Sometimes I find myself moderating for an experience that just isn’t mine anymore.

I didn’t even realize I was doing that until this whole 100 day experiment, so I’m going to call this a success already — Day Fifteen. Sweet!

Now that I know, it’s time to think about how to get out of that strange little habit. How do I get to a place where I can trust my body the way it is now?

Day Fifteen: I walked my dog. And I had a party.


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Shaunta Grimes is a writer and teacher. She lives in Reno with her husband, three superstar kids, and a yellow rescue dog named Maybelline Scout. She’s on Twitter @shauntagrimes, is the author of Viral Nation and Rebel Nation, and is the original Ninja Writer.

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