Let's be honest. I have not SERIOUSLY worked out in....hold on now....let me think real good about this.....almost a whole year. That's right. A YEAR! If I let myself get real down about it, I start thinking about all the time I've wasted making excuses and how much personal growth I could have accomplished had I not wasted that year away on my couch. BUT! I'm not here to talk about yesterday, or all the millions of excuses I've fed myself over the years. MILLIONS. Gosh. And that's all they were, really. Just a bunch of flat out lies I told myself to keep myself from finding success within myself. Haven't you ever just gotten so sick and tired of listening to your own negativity in your head? Haven't you ever just thought to yourself, "I'm seriously my own worst enemy! No one talks this badly to me but ME!" Well, I'm done with that. I caught myself doing it this morning, but I'll come back to that.
Last night after everyone went to bed, I spent a wonderful 2 hours listening to one of the most inspiring women I've ever heard, Dani Johnson, speak on success, reasons why people fail, and what I need to do to get out of my dang rut! I can't expect other people to want to succeed with me if I'm not doing anything to change myself. I can't expect to attract successful people if I don't find success myself. Following? If you want to soar with the eagles, you need to get out of the turkey pit. Period. And EXCUSES are the number one culprit as to why people fail. Do you know how many excuses I feed myself on a DAILY basis?? Good Lord, I can't even count them. But back to this morning....
I nipped my mental negativity, my "Negative Nicky" (not Nancy) as I like to call it, in the bud as soon as I woke up this morning. For the last year, first thing in the morning, I'd think to myself, "I should work out" and right away, here comes Negative Nicky on her high horse saying, "Oh, but it's gonna SUCK because you haven't worked out in so long. And not to mention you don't really LIKE those workout programs. Plus, Trav might come home soon and see you working out. And you hate getting sweaty. Getting sweaty sucks. And don't get me started on how badly you think you smell after you work out. And do you even have the proper bra support for those kinds of workouts? Do you have any clean socks, pants, underwear? Speaking of laundry, look at that pile over there. You should probably fold it all, clean the dishes, throw in another load of laundry, check the dryer, clean the bathrooms, and find other things to clean BESIDES work out this morning. And anyway, cleaning is exercise, right? And if you workout in the living room, you're going to have to move furniture around, and the carpet is COVERED in dog hair even though you JUST vacuumed the other day, and you don't want to be inhaling that crap during your workout when you're trying to do pushups. Oh, and your workout mat is DIRTY from the kids messing with it, and you don't LIKE to use the other mats because they're thinner than your favorite one.................BLAH BLAH BLAH!" Do you see the nonsense I put myself through EVERY FLIPPIN' DAY!?!?! So today, this morning, when I opened my eyes, I allowed myself the luxury of lounging in bed for a little longer than I'd do normally, because being tired is probably #1 on my list of excuses, but the minute those OTHER excuses started to peer their ugly heads, I literally thought to myself, "No.....today is different. Things are going to change, and I won't LET myself make any more excuses about this. It's now or never, and I choose now."
So now that you've all had a little peek into my schizophrenia (just kidding, lol), what are YOU going to do today to change your patterns? How are you going to make the change for YOU? I need this. I don't know about you guys, but like I mentioned before, I am SICK of my excuses. If I were friends with me, I'd seriously b-slap myself. I needed it! It's no WONDER my husband gets so annoyed with me when I complain about my weight! Every helpful suggestion he'd give me, I retorted with AN EXCUSE! It got so redundant that he just results to the same phrase any time I complain. "So do something about it." He isn't telling me I'm fat, unattractive, less-loved, or less-worthy to be his wife. Those things were things I told MYSELF! He's simply telling me that if I'm unhappy about it, the only person who can change it is me.
Anybody else in my boat?
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