Good Stress is Still Stress
Saturday, July 02, 2016
I've been mostly absent from SP for months now, and it's showing in my weight and in my attitude. Time to get back on the wagon again, but realistically it will be almost a month before I can really do that.
Here's what has happened in the last few months:
April 9: I received a 1 (the highest score) from the Ministerial Fellowship Committee of my denomination, clearing me to be eligible to serve as a full-fledged minister. (This was in Boston--the first of several big trips this spring/summer).
May: I was in Search (the process of matching ministers and congregations) and made a three-day trip to New Hampshire to interview at my top choice.
June 2: I graduated with my Master of Divinity Degree, with distinction. The end of three and a half years of hard work!
June 3-12: I was back in New Hampshire for "Candidating Week"--preaching two consecutive Sundays and having a ton of meeting and potlucks in the week between them. On the second Sunday, after I preached, I left the building while the congregation voted on whether or not to call me as their minister. It was a unanimous YES! Also that week, we found a house to buy.
June 19-27: we were in Columbus OH for our annual church conference. On the 23rd, I was part of the Service of the Living Tradition, which honors ministers achieving milestones, including getting Preliminary Fellowship (the level I am at).
Now we are home for a few weeks, but the pace isn't slowing. I preach tomorrow, get ordained next Sunday (planning an ordination, by the way, is a whole lot like planning a wedding, except it involves about a half dozen ministers instead of just one), preach again on the 17th...and then we have packers on the 21st, the moving truck gets loaded and leaves on the 22nd, and we start our drive on the 23rd. We'll arrive in New Hampshire on the 27th, and we close on our house on the 28th. My job starts August 1st, but I don't preach until September 11th.
Everything that is happening is good--and yet, it's still stress, and there is never enough time for everything I want to get done, and as a result I've been doing a terrible job with both nutrition and exercise.
The small town we are moving to (Peterborough, NH) has a Wellness Center at the hospital--it has all kinds of exercise classes, including aquatics, my favorite way to work out. They also have both personal trainers and wellness coaches (who work with you on setting and reaching goals, not just the exercise part), and they do medical assessment before setting you up on a plan. I've already decided that in order to get my health on track, I need to join the center and really commit to using the resources it offers. The same center is also where I will go if I need to continue physical therapy on the ankle I broke last fall.
Emotionally, I have been struggling with the fact that I am having all these amazing milestones in my life, and I do not like how I look in any of the pictures because I am at my heaviest ever. I know my value is not about how I look, but I had imagined that I was going to be at my goal weight before these occasions and instead I went the other direction. It's hard not to beat myself up over that, but I'm trying because I know that doesn't actually help.
This move is a fresh start in a lot of ways--and it needs to be one for my health, too.