Reason #7 to Love My Body: Because It Can Experience Pleasure
Haha! There is so much fun to be had with this topic, but I think I'll keep it clean (mostly). My body experiences pleasure through all five of my senses: the smell of brewing coffee, the taste of chocolate, the sight of the sky as it turns to blue in the morning, the feel of a barbell between my hands, the sound of my children's laughter. There are so many ways that I get to experience the pure bliss of sensation that I mostly take them all for granted. Today's mission is to write down a list of my pleasures (big and small, simple and complex) that I get to enjoy! I'm going to enjoy by sense...
I have the pleasure of seeing smiles. I have the pleasure of seeing where I'm walking. I get to enjoy the sight of a sunrise, a sunset. I can see to put weights on my barbells. I have the sheer immense pleasure of reading a book. I am fortunate enough that my eyes can see to drive myself anywhere, which gives me freedom. Seeing pictures and being able to know that the words that I type are correct is something that I take for granted. I can see to swype on my phone and read a text. I can read and get lost in the internet on a variety of very silly sites.
I have the pleasure of hearing my alarm clock in the morning (so I'm not late). I have the pleasure of hearing fabulous songs on the radio. I have the pleasure of hearing someone say "I love you." I have the pleasure of hearing all the fun sounds of summer like lawnmowers and crickets in the summer. I can hear the patter of rain or the blowing of snow on the roof during weather. I get to hear thunder even if it scares me! I can hear all the songs of One Direction blaring from my daughter's room (and be thankful that it isn't Justin Bieber). I can joyfully hear myself complain about the loud music emanating from my daughter's bedroom. I can hear people to talk endlessly on the phone.
I have the pleasure of tasting a deliciously crafted latte from Starbucks. I have the pleasure of tasting some amazing homemade marinara sauce. I know what a Snickers bar tastes like. I can taste fruit and fish and chicken and doughnuts and know the difference between all of these things! I can eat for pleasure and not just for sustenance. I can taste rain and snow and sunshine! I can taste when something is off and know not to eat it!
I have the pleasure of smelling some beautiful perfume. I can smell a spring day when the flowers are blooming. I can smell cut grass. I can smell the hard work of dirty sweaty clothes. I can smell cookies baking and sauce cooking and chocolate. I can smell the salt lick of the ocean and the cool mountain air of the trees. I have the pleasure of knowing the smells of winter, spring, summer and fall. I can smell peanut butter and freshly made ice cream. I can smell coffee brewing. I can smell espresso brewing. Have I mentioned coffee yet?
I have the pleasure of feeling silk and lace and all those happy girly feels of beautiful clothes on my body. I have the pleasure of feeling sand in my toes on the beach. I have the pleasure of hugs and kisses. I have the pleasure of the best hugs on the planet from my family. I have the pleasure of knowing the difference between a hug hello, a hug goodbye, and a hug of comfort. And they are all distinctly different. I have the pleasure of feeling the spark that ignites when you touch someone special for the first time. I am distinctly fortunate to have that feeling every day with the man I married. I have the pleasure of feeling someone play with my hair and touch me in all the romantic ways he knows I love. I have the pleasure of feeling the delicious cold of snow and the fall of rain and the grass beneath my feet in summer. And today, I had the pleasure of feeling a barbell between my hands and knowing the feeling of strength.
So yeah, I can experience pleasure...in all sorts of amazing ways. Even ways I take for granted on a daily basis.
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