mens sana in corpore sano
“Mujeres al borde de un ataque de nervios” from Almodovar is more like me at this moment in time. I’m near the wrong side of my thirties and haven’t been exercising for a few months for I figured that paying for gym was healthy enough right? I have found my long lost love for marshmallows in the microwave and COKE not the ZERO COKE but the red sugary one. I guess I could blame it on anxiety but the truth is that I have been too lazy to contemplate exercise. I am back then, Monday I went to a step class into which I fell on my bottom but got up with all the grace I could master and continued to a body pump class, funny enough I have spent two days resembling a limping robot when I walk. The lactic acid in my muscles did not allow me to go down the stairs without the noises to accompany from “huu ouch f… han ouchy” or just a scream of pain much less up the stairs. By the end of day yesterday my husband and daughter were both on the verge of “HARAKIRY”. Needless to say I went to the gym today and did double the weights from Monday and ran. Summer will come and no, I do not intend to become a triathlon champion but I intend to feel good inside this lovely temple of mine for I have to live with it. I wish I could eat whatever I wanted and be really skinny blaming on my super fast metabolism and say things like “I have always tried to gain weight but it is impossible” or “I never exercised and I am a chocaholic but my weight is always the same. I am just lucky” but instead I am human and normal so I can say that if my body is in good shape is thanks to hard work and starvation denial mode.
My compulsive behaviour unfortunately won’t allow me to do things in equilibrium so now I am determined to gym it and I will do it until I get into some other kind of trip.
Note to self or MOTO of the season is
mens sana in corpore sano
The phrase comes from Satire X of the Roman poet Juvenal (10.356). It is the first in a list of what is desirable in life:
|English translation:You should pray for a healthy mind in a healthy body. Ask for a stout heart that has no fear of death, and deems length of days the least of Nature’s gifts that can endure any kind of toil, that knows neither wrath nor desire and thinks the woes and hard labors of Hercules better than the loves and banquets and downy cushions of Sardanapalus. What I commend to you, you can give to yourself; For assuredly, the only road to a life of peace is virtue.
|In original Latin:orandum est ut sit mens sana in corpore sano. fortem posce animum mortis terrore carentem, qui spatium vitae extremum inter munera ponat naturae, qui ferre queat quoscum que labores, nesciat irasci, cupiat nihil et potiores Herculis aerumnas credat saevosque labores et venere et cenis et pluma Sardanapalli. monstro quod ipse tibi possis dare; semita certe tranquillae per virtutem patet unica vitae. —Roman poet Juvenal (10.356-64)
In the virtual reality lies the impersonal close mindset of the disconnection with the origin of our most inherent needs as human beings. Like a doctor who refuses to treat a patient unless the patient is healed, healthy and complies with all the necessary healthy living habits for the best possible function of the human body so are banks and society in general.
Another theory comes to mind. Those places so big like Shopping Malls, Supermarkets, DIY Shops, Department Stores … So big that one could compare it to Temples or Cathedrals – ADORE YOUR ALMIGHTY GOD OF SHOPPING – and a laugh come out with that thought – “Maybe what I need is to go and live in the country like you see in the country living magazines and all, yes that would be nice, I could do that” or go to a cabin in the middle of n getting in the car to rush again this time with a renewed sense of purpose DO NOT BE LATE and all that “Another thought springs to my stressed, tired little head then, I will write my thoughts by and will keep it secret for I have been really weird and disconnected from my friends, living in fantasy land more like” or am I?
“By being natural and sincere, one often can create revolutions without having sought them.”
“Happiness is the secret to all beauty. There is no beauty without happiness.”
― Christian Dior
“Happiness is the secret to all beauty; there is no beauty that is attractive without happiness.”
― Christian Dior
I left for one afternoon and here is what I found when I got back home and here I can tell you what my reaction was …
“Darling are you building a jacuzzi?”
“Just like in Shrek where we can trump inside?”
“I am so glad about this WHOLE pipe bullying”
“Sweet I’ve always wanted a pool”
“Please don’t tell me you are digging to get to China?”
Of all the reasons why I shouldn’t leave him+tools alone for an afternoon
2)Messy inside the house
8)tools spreaded around the house
10)”101010 I forgot what 10 was for” quote to a song I don’t remember by who
Well despite that he found that there was a leak and he is fixing it before the whole house falls down (apparently)
LIVE FAST,DIE YOUNG AND HAVE NICE CORPSE
I have lived by this quote when younger. My daddy died when I was 17 years old and he was 39 and seven days before he would complete 40 years old and seven days after I completed 17 years old. At the time I felt a sort of lightness as if I was flying and free and maybe it is because I knew my dad was flying free. To love and to care is to create roots and shackles of responsibility for once again I have to call for my most prized greek philosophers and the theory that whatever you posses does posses you creating a lack of freedom. We all want freedom and at the same time We want to love and be loved and in the paradox of our eternal bottomless pit of desires and ambitions resides the unobtainable reality of the dreams that can not be. The lyrics of the Rolling Stones "You can't always get what you want but if you try sometimes... You just might find... You get what you need" makes sense.
So what if We all could get everything we want? We still wouldn't be happy because human beings need to need and desire to desire. We are always fighting and if we all had the power to obtain easily or knew we would then where would the fun be? We would all die of boredom.As Oscar Wilde shows in Dorian Grey because he could do anything he wanted and live forever but that freedom turn his life in debauch and emptiness.
In "Brave new world" by Aldous Huxley, my life changed. I read it and realized a few things: 1)the umbilical cord of motherhood is the first of our prisons and in the natural evolution of a normal life we will seek to create shackles of love at some point; 2) I discovered then the difference between the idea and the reality are two different things for, in reality, the biggest prison does not reside in the love from a mother to a child or vice versa but it does live in our own minds. The conclusion then is that our cooping mechanisms and actions are the jail and how we react to life in society and so on what do we expect from our selves and others and what we think others expect from us and how react to that speculation .
In reality, relationships are mirrors of how we feel and what we are in essence. And the world spins accordingly to our rhythm for it is all just the law of action and reaction!
Miss you dad, with all my heart.
I have observed other blogs and as a complete newbie in this game I have got to be honest and spill it. No I didn't start a blog to record memories as nice little life Journal and my life is not so interesting that made from my blog a fashionable Freshly pressed blog. And no again, I do not have only one single subject I am writing about or a goal related to my blog. And maybe I will fail to meet world domination through this humble blog.
Again I have to say that I don't think I will be introducing any ideas unexplored already. And yes I am and have always been against the machine that dictates the "suggestions" and tips for a better traffic in the blog. I aim to be genuine and not a sheep 101. I started this blog because on my midlife crisis and am scared of dying as just a number more in the stats. I am afraid of being just one more puny "human being". I am cold with fear of mortality and anonymity.
On my effort to save money I decided to look for some tips and bobs. I ended now as part of the Savvy Circle and it is great have a look at what I got. And check out the product too Fairy Platinum rocks!
Every Easter since I had a daughter that now is 3 years old and believes in the Easter bunny and Santa i do make an effort. So I made the little bag with felt, ribbons and fabric glue. Some buttons too.