Excuses. Excuses. Excuses.
I can come up with hundreds. But none of those excuses will help me to get where I want to be. None of those excuses will help me to reach my goals.
The only thing excuses do, is keep me from becoming the me I want to be, the me I strive to be. Excuses keep me stuck, unable to reach the goals I set. And excuses keep me beating up myself.
Every day I step on the scale. Dread fills me as I look at the number. I know what it is going to say. When I started this blog last April I was 26 lbs over my goal. Now I am 29 lbs over my goal.
And that frustrates me!
And then I justify my weight with a myriad of excuses. Excuses that keep me from reaching my potential. Excuses that fill my mind with negative thoughts and words.
I am working on changing those thoughts. I am working on ending the excuses.
Today I get real. With myself. And with you. No more hiding behind the mask of excuses. No more lying to myself. No more “I’ll start tomorrow”, because guess what—tomorrow never comes!
No more excuses.
I am where I am because I have not made me a priority. Period. And there is no excuse for that. How can I be the best me, if I don’t make myself a priority? And that doesn’t mean that I become selfish in the sense that I never do anything for anyone and only do what I want for me.
Making me a priority means–I face my emotions instead of eating them. I find time in my day to move more. I find the time to spend on self-care. I make time to fix healthy meals. I make time to meal plan. I get a good night’s sleep. I spend time with my family. I make time for walks with my husband. I make time for date nights. I spend a day in my pjs watching movies if that is what I need. I write.
Making me a priority means letting go of the stress, anger, and other emotions that I allow to make me eat. And it means letting go of the things I cannot control.
Making me a priority means living my life to the fullest. And it means loving myself, imperfections and all.
So, today I start, right now…not tomorrow, today! And I start now 29 lbs over my goal weight. No beating myself up over this, because that won’t help and will lead me right back down the excuse lane. Instead I will celebrate that I am getting real with myself. I will celebrate that I did not gain the entire 72lbs back. I will celebrate that I am alive and can now work on what needs to be done.
Because, after-all, I am worth it!
I know it won’t be perfect, but who needs perfect? I just need to keep moving, keep learning and keep growing!
3 thoughts on “Excuses. Excuses. Excuses.”
Yes, yes, yes!!!!
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We’re in the same boat, Terri…have been struggling the last nearly 2 years…finally getting tired of lifting this extra weight; my arms and shoulders are telling me to get back on track…we’re all in it together.
Pam, yes we are in this together! You can do this too!