Winner Announced! AND The Obvious: Deskercise!
Before I jump into the Naked Truth, I want to announce a couple of things. First, the winner—chosen via Random.org—of the first two novels in the Enigma Series by author Tierney James. The lucky person is:
Congratulations! Please contact me with your mailing address, Stephanie. I know you’re going to love these books.
Second, the website Vibrant Nation named me a Grey Haired Goddess of Romantic Tales and honored me as their featured blogger this week. I mentioned it Monday on Facebook, but if you missed it, please head over to read my interview and perhaps leave a comment. Thanks!
The Obvious isn’t always so obvious. Sometimes it’s hidden beneath ignorance or vanity. At other times we just don’t want to shine a light on it because it’s easier to leave it in the dark while we do other things. But once revelation occurs, it’s tough to justify ignoring The Obvious.
The Obvious is a chameleon. It changes and shifts shape. It may shrink or multiply. And it does this over and over throughout our lives.
One example might be drinking to excess. The Obvious is that this is harmful on too many levels to name. If you’re an adult, then you know this. As a younger person, I knew it too, but it was one of those Obvious things I ignored on a pretty regular basis. Smoking is another example. Who in their right mind ever thought sucking smoke into our bodies could be anything but an unhealthy pastime? It’s Obvious that such a thing would be harmful. And yet, people smoked by the millions for decades. They still do, even though The Obvious is . . . well . . . obvious.
It became apparent to me not long ago that I spend an awful lot of valuable time focused on The Wrong Things when I should be focused on The Obvious. Yes, Buttercup, I had a revelation. What bugs me is that it took me 55 years to embrace The Obvious. It took tingling in my legs, purple feet, and fatigue.
As an editor and author, I spend the bulk of my time sitting on my derriere. There’s no choice in the matter. Editing is exacting work and it doesn’t happen while I’m walking the neighborhood. It’s slow work—I average three pages an hour while editing when I’m doing the whole enchilada (line/copy/developmental) for a client. Do the math for a manuscript of 250+ pages and you understand the sitting. My butt must be planted in the chair, and it must be planted for hours on end. And when I’m done editing, I write. That doesn’t happen while I’m strolling at the park. My butt must be planted, again, for hours. When I’m not doing that? I do medical transcription part time. That requires—say it with me—planting my butt in a chair for hours. I spend so much time planted it’s a wonder I’ve yet to take root. Start dumping water on me and let’s see what happens.
The Obvious knocked on my door a couple months ago when my legs began to tingle every time I sat down to work. It knocked again at bedtime when lying flat resulted in the same tingling over my calves and feet. It has been knocking for some time, and I’m apparently thick as a brick, because it was only within the last month or so that I paid attention. And then, of course, everything became Obvious. And I was forced to acknowledge that I focus on The Wrong Things. All. The. Time.
Here’s The Obvious broken down into just a few of its smaller components:
- The Wrong Thing: Focus on weight.
The Obvious: Focus on body health. Eat right, exercise, get the right amount of sleep, and the weight will balance itself.
- The Wrong Thing: Focus on constant productivity.
The Obvious: Focus on body health. Eat right, exercise, get the right amount of sleep, and the productivity will balance itself.
- The Wrong Thing: Focus on time.
The Obvious: Focus on body health. Eat right, exercise, get the right amount of sleep, and the time will balance itself.
So there it is. Body health.
Yeah, yeah, I know. So Obvious.
Instead of counting calories, count steps. Instead of obsessing over weight, focus on doing what’s right for your body.
I’m going to be 56 in a few months, for pity’s sake. Menopause has come and gone. I’m shaped like a pear. A gray-haired, overripe pear. But you know what? I’m a cute pear (just ask the hubster). I’m a smart old pear, too. Smart enough to recognize The Obvious, which is to stop focusing on The Wrong Things.
Your Wrong Things might be different than mine. The Obvious in your world might not be an issue in mine. Point is, we need to pay attention to The Obvious and stop focusing on The Wrong Things. Figure out what your Wrong Things are and trade them for The Obvious. You won’t be sorry.
I still spend the bulk of my day planted. My work insists on it (as does my lap-snoozing cat). But I’m back on a regular exercise routine (I dropped off last fall due to suffering through weeks of a nasty flu bug) and force myself to take a break every 20-30 minutes for 5-10 minutes of movement. This has made all the difference in the world. Yes, I’m losing productivity. Yes, my time to work is vastly decreased over the course of the day. So what?
And why don’t I care about those things anymore?
Well . . . isn’t it Obvious?
Just in case your Obvious is similar to mine, I recommend you Google the term “deskercise.” There are oodles of sites that pop up with exercises you can do while trapped in an office chair. It isn’t as good as running up and down stairs, but it beats doing nothing!
Please leave a comment. What is The Obvious that you overlook(ed) in favor of The Wrong Things? How will(did) you fix it?
See you next week!
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