Okay, I'll admit it - I'm a Mel Gibson fan. From the Patriot to Braveheart to the Lethal Weapon series, they're all great. Last night my son wanted to watch a comedy (it was late - that's when he usually wants to watch something.) and so I grabbed 4 movies and let him choose - he chose WHAT WOMEN WANT.
My favorite part of this movie is actually the Hat Dance to ol' Frankie crooning (I really do want to learn to do that someday!) I mean, that's just soooo SMOOOOOOTH! - but last night there was another part that grabbed me.
It's near the end of the show. Darcy (Helen Hunt) has cut-off contact with Nick (Mel Gibson) and he's wondering around in a daze. He's tried to vist her, then tries to call her - nothing. He goes to the fridge, opens it, and says, "What am I doing? She's not in the fridge!"
What?! You mean I'm not the only one that walks to the fridge and stares in it when there's NOTHING in there that I want? Move things around a little, after-all, there might be something REALLY AMAZING hiding under yesterdays left-overs. The problem is, so often I don't RECOGNIZE that what I want is not in the fridge! Emotional eating does not mean sitting over a bucket of ice-cream and crying. (though it can - but I'd guess that most people who are engaging in that behavior recognize it and choose not to do anything about it.) No, emotional eating can mean anything from trying to fill an emptiness to perking yourself up. Food can be used as a drug (I know, I've done it many times) - it can deaden the bad feelings and heighten the good ones. And I think I've figured out that almost all of it stems from not being able to recognize the feelings and deal with them in the moment. So what do I want? It's not in the fridge.
What I want is on the road somewhere. Yup, that's right - the road. I want to be on my bike grinding up a steep climb and feeling the burn. Or running down the road with nothing but the rhythm of my breathing to listen to. (Okay, and occasionally a little AC/DC!) The weather has finally turned a bit warmer, and now I can run outside. Tomorrow, if the weather holds, I may even try to ride my bike outside!
So, if you see a bundle working it's way down the highway tomorrow, say "HI!" - it'll just be me out for a morning ride - and hopefully I'll be feeling nothing but my legs screaming at me in that special way.
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What a great post. I have to tell you I was a little leery when I read the title but you totally pulled it out. I am praying for you that with the clouds parted and the sun able to finally shine through that you will be able to see what you need to see a little more clearly.
Wow that sounded like I was talking in code.
The gopher sees the sun, I repeat, the gopher sees the sun.
That was good insight Rob - thanks for Sharing - I am also a big Mel Gibson fan - - - hmmmm. . . . since I want to run and bike and swim - but can't, I guess I will close the fridge and watch some Mel......
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