Life is full of Starts and Stops.
MY life is extremely full of starting and stopping and starting over.
My journey to find my happy and healthy “place.” You know that place where IT just happens and I am not stressing how to make it happen, yeah, that place. I have been struggling to find this place for a very long time and it has gotten to be even more of a struggle in the past few months.
I should be so much farther along in my weight loss.
I should be so much stronger.
I should be so much more consistent with my exercising.
I should be happy.
I should be…
Wait just a damn minute.
I am happy. Ok, life isn’t perfect, but what exactly does perfect look like. Yeah, we struggle to make ends meet. Yeah, we have to keep our “date nights” to a minimum and we haven’t had a vacation in years. But I have an awesome husband. And an awesome kid (ok, I am not living in a fairy tale here but she is a good kid). I have a great job (mentally exhausting at times) and a great family. Do we struggle? Hell yeah! Are we perfect? Hell No!
Do we love??
And this is ALL that matters!!
#truth – I started this post earlier on Saturday, then put it to the backburner and I went about and enjoyed my weekend. Then I came bacn and re-read all I had written. There are a bunch of “shoulds” up there. And I realized…FUCK the shoulds and the shouldofs. I don’t need or want to live with regrets, they are not healthy and I don’t like the guilt that comes with them!
So I am done with the starts and stops. My life does not and should not be measured by the pounds lost or gained. I am not defined by the number of gym visits I make each week. I am over feeling guilty for a bad day of eating or a missed day at the gym.
Today is a new day.
Tomorrow is a new day.
Every day is a chance to be a little bit better than the day before.
I am going back to what makes me feel good. I packed a bag for the gym and instead of making lofty goals, I am simply going to the gym. I am going to hop on the elliptical and get my groove back.