I hate the term self-care.  It sounds so, I don’t know, fucking obnoxious.

First, sorry for the cursing.  And secondly,  don’t get me wrong, I’m a fitness professional who does yoga, meditates, eats mostly plants and is all about taking the best care of ourselves as we can.

But when I read articles on the topic of self-care, they kind of scream entitlement.  “I light soy candles, do goat yoga and in June I’ll spend a  week at the Golden Door”.  (Not that I wouldn’t give my eye teeth to spend a week at the Golden Door).  But you know what I mean.

In the real world maybe you are a Mom who has 3 kids under the age of 10.  You might work full time (or not), are married (or not), has homework to help with, lunches to pack, dinners to prepare and offspring to shuttle.  You are probably not spending a lot of time planning your daily 45 minutes of self-reflection.    I mean you’re in the thick of it with a capital T.

And constantly being told that you *need* to practice self-care is annoying.  It becomes another should; another ought to; another damn thing on your growing to do list.  I totally get it.

So let’s look at it another way.  You really DO deserve to spend some time (a few minutes, a half hour, whatever)  doing things that re-charge, re-energize and rejuvinate your body and mind.  Maybe it’s not right this minute.  Maybe it’s not this week.  But if you find that you suddenly have a few minutes of quiet time or space in your day, consider doing something for you.

A few deep breaths.  A down dog or sitting still and mentally listing the 10, ok, 5 things that you are grateful for will do the trick.  Then continue on your merry way.  Every little bit helps.

I mean, it’s not a week at the Golden Door, but someday, right?

Now go run!

Keli 🙂



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