I’m in the second week of the Game On! and it’s going well so far. It’s a bit tricky to not let too much time pass between my five (small) meals and I had to give up a few points because of that. Like today, when I cooking took so much more time than I thought it would. I should have started earlier, but I didn’t. I know it sounds very strict to be on a tight eating schedule but I actually think it will help to establish a more healthy routine and eating habits aftewards. At least I’m determined to not forget all about the useful and sensible rules I’m living by during the game, once the game is over. I will definitely try to follow the “at least 7 hours sleep” rule more often, because I once again noticed that my body and brain thank me for it. It just feels better to not be truding to the station still half asleep and to actually be awake enough on the train to concentrate on some reading. Ok, I might be exaggerating, it wasn’t that bad with less sleep, but it’s still not reasonable either.
The 20 minutes of fitness rule was the hardest to follow in the first week. Not because I’m extremely lazy. Ok, I’m moderately lazy and rainy autumn/winter is just not my season to willingly work out. Cycling is my favourite sport(s-like) activity and I can’t do that at this time of the year. Technically I probably even could, but… no! I did try to work out with the help of a DVD, but clumsy as I am the instructors are moving much too fast. I don’t know enough exercises to do a workout on my own. Believe me, I tried. I started going to the special Kieser-Training gym again, but that’s nothing to do everyday.
But then I remembered that “dancing and jumping around your living room” counts as exercise as well. Anything really that gets your heartrate up and makes you have to catch your breath. Even back in my old tiny one-room-flat I sometimes put on my wireless headphones and “danced it out” like Cristina Yang would call it. In this new flat I’ve got a livingroom with a new and soft carpet and more than enough space to do that on a regular basis. It also helps that my flat is on the ground floor, so I won’t disturb anyone living in the room below ;-). Dancing around wildly is not just a physical exercise, but sometimes really helpful to unwind after a long and stressful or jus any other crappy day. And it’s fun. I seemed to have forgotten how much fun dancing is and I think I should go out dancing more often.
The title is from a poem / quote / wisdom I read a long time ago. I don’t remember where and when and searching for the original source I found out these lines exist in variations and are credited to different people. I’ll stick to the one I’ve read all those years ago:
“Work like you don’t need the money.
Love like you’ve never been hurt.
And dance like no one is watching.”