It’s About Time

I told you all in September that I was going to do it.  It took me awhile plus a little co-pressure from a dear friend, but I finally did it.  If you’re a regular reader, you may be thinking – “good for you, Tatum, you’ve been working out.  You’re going to nail Goldy’s Run.”

So, uh, yeah, I went a few times and I felt amazing…then one time I chose a pedicure over the gym.  It was still “me-time” so it’s all good, right?  Well that was my last trip to the gym.  LA Fitness loves me, I just keep letting them take $30 out of my bank account each month and I nearly never show up to accelerate the depreciation of their treadmills.

Anyway, let’s not focus on what I haven’t been doing.  Let’s talk about what I finally did do.

Here’s your clue.



That’s right.  I went to a therapist.

For some, that may not be a big deal.  Many of my friends have wondered how I’ve lived, really close to, 36 years and never went to a therapist, but, I hadn’t and I was a little nervous.  I mean, if any of you had told me that you went to a therapist, I’d say and believe that it was great.  But here’s the thing; I can be a bit of a hypocrite sometimes.  I encourage others to ask for help, but I don’t always ask for it myself.

After much procrastinating, I listened to my gut and I knew I needed help with some things.

So I did it.  I went.  I was a little afraid to look around in the waiting room for fear I’d see someone I know, but once I got over myself, it went well.  There was a couch (I didn’t lay down).  And a box of tissue (I didn’t need one).  She introduced herself.  She specializes in traumatic births and infant loss and is the mother to former 35 week and 26 week preemies.  She asked me what I hoped to get out of our meetings, I gave her my two goals (yes, I went with goals.  Years of corporate America and I go to every meeting with a goal).  I talked…a lot, as I often do.  She listened, asked questions and suggested tools.  The hour ended.  She didn’t give me a hug, “because it’s the flu season” (I love people who understand!).  I drove home, thought about some of the things she had to say.  She was right.  Why hadn’t I thought of that?

And that’s about it.  I’m no longer a Therapy Virgin and I”ll definitely go back for more.  That’s probably all you’ll ever hear about therapy.  Even though it may seem like I share my whole world with the internet, believe me, I don’t.  However, since I announced I was planning to do it, I felt like I should at least take a post to celebrate taking a step towards taking care of me.

Now, back to that working out bit; who wants to do this part of getting healthy with me??  I really like partners in crime.  You don’t need to live near, just brag about what you’re doing for working out and then my competitive spirit will kick in and I’ll have to start doing my version of just as good.

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12 thoughts on “It’s About Time

  1. Good work! It’s a big step! I saw a therapist for about a year after the boys were born and I found it so helpful just to be able to say what I needed to and have someone listen without judgment. It really helped me to start to process all that we had been through. Hope you find it helpful!!

  2. Yay for therapy! My therapist is coming to the house today! It took me 9 months after the girls were born to realize I needed help! Anyways, enough about that!
    I just started to go to the gym. I just do the treadmill but hey it’s something! However, I’m skipping tonight for a mani/pedi. I’m the same way, I go then something gets me off track. But I.will.go.back! I just want to do my first 5k in April. That’s my goal! Now that I’ve said that and made it public, I’ll have to keep it!!

    • I’m preparing for a 5K in April, too, LeaAnna! I did the pedi last night, but have already told the hubby I’d be going to the gym tonight. Happy running to you and if you ever want to get a jab in on me, ask me how many minutes I’ve run this week. Are you doing Couch to 5K? I’ve heard it is a great too.

  3. I’m proud of you Tatum. I frequent a couch of my own and it can do a world of good even during the best of times. Wish I was there to be your workout buddy, but I’m there I spirit.

  4. This is one of my biggest regrets. I so could have used a therapist to deal with Jack’s birth. I didn’t think about it til well after some pretty rough years.

  5. After I ran myself into the ground, and had a major blood pressure scare in December. We’re talking blurred vision and a trip to urgent care. I got the wake up call to take care of me. I’ve been doing a 30min walk away the pounds video on youtube almost daily and following a more consistent meal plan. It’s easy to do during naptimes, as I don’t have a lot of sitter support. Hubby works some late nights. It’s our first RSV winter.

    I know I need to get myself together for a 10K at the end of April (day after our original due date), so that’s my motivation, also making sure little guy has a mom for several more years. 10lbs off later, I’ve already met my blood pressure goal. Yay.

    Congratulations on being brave enough to go to therapy! Sorry for hijacking your space!

    • Laura, Congratulations on your blood pressure and weight goals, and most importantly taking care of you! This is exactly the type of inspiration I need. Also, please never feel like you’re taking up my space with a comment. I love comments. I love hearing other people’s story. Keep sharing

  6. This I can help with…I ran three days this week and hope to get at least one more in. So how many days will you workout?! 🙂 Do you want to work up to a 100 push-ups with me? I have had this goal for awhile (I think it was a post by you that gave a training schedule of how to get there), but I usually lose steam about 1/4 of way there. Good for you for trying the therapist and marking something off your list!

  7. I have literally called and left our info. And then for whatever reason never followed through.

    Maybe you just gave me the kick in the butt that I needed?

    I’m sure it would be healthy for me. But somehow it’s the worrying about the sibs that has me wanting to seek counseling. I want them to have a safe space to release all the ick in their hearts. So that they can heal too.


    I know we barely know each other…but XO!


  8. Good for you Tatum! I went for many months around Emma’s first birthday…all that remembering was just too much. I’ve since “graduated” and have tricks to help myself better, but with the understanding that I’ll go back if/when I need it.

    Good luck with the running! I’ve been trying to do workouts while the girls nap, but eventually I’ll need to get to the gym for some running I suppose. Ugh!

    • I think you need to text me when you workout to egg me on, Becca! Also, if you ever want to hit the treadmills together – I can have guests.

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