Chaos makes pudding
Have you ever heard the term ‘Chaos Tolerance’? I first read it in a book preview in one of last year’s Costco Connection magazines. I can’t even remember enough about the book to do a decent google search for it, but the phrase has become a part of our household vocabulary.
The idea is that different people can tolerate different levels of chaos and that we need to structure our lives accordingly.
I’ve decided that I have a very low chaos tolerance. I don’t do well with extended disruption – even good disruption makes me feel unsettled and grumpy after a short time.
So guess what the last 6 weeks have been like? We bought a home, moved, and are in the process of settling into our new one.
Routine? What routine?
Things are finally starting to settle into a semblance of normal now and I’m feeling ready to get back on track.
Yeah, workouts kind of went by the wayside. I think I got, maybe one strength training session done in the last two weeks and aimed for 2-3 in the weeks before that. My eating has been beyond bad. So bad that I’m humbled by how months of near-perfect eating and exercise can so quickly degenerate.
I feel like a pudding.
I really do miss the workouts though. A lot.
Lowell’s cleared a workable space for us in the garage. The mats are down, the equipment is set up and the new TRX is waiting to play.
Tomorrow I pick up and start fresh. Because I don’t want feel like pudding.