There is no perfection on this journey. The only thing that matters is consistency.
If you focus on being perfect all the time, you will rob yourself of joy because there is no such thing as perfect…we are all perfectly imperfect.
Failure is part of the journey. It’s where you learn the most about yourself and it’s not really failure unless you stop trying.
There is about 17 years and so much failure I can’t even count, between these photos. The reason why I have a before & after is because I never gave up!
I failed, I cried and I got mad at myself but I always kept pushing forward…and so can you!
You just have to be patient and remain focused on what your goal is.
That’s what it all comes down to. Anyone can walk thru the doors of the gym and just take up space…sitting around looking at their phone, socializing or walking at a leisurely pace on the treadmill instead of actually doing work and challenging themselves.
Now don’t get me wrong, if you’re walking at a leisurely pace and you’re sweating and breathing hard, you’re putting in effort and you’re doing awesome. Everyone has to start somewhere…I know walking was where I started and you’ll progress from there.
That’s where the effort comes in.
Workouts aren’t supposed to be pretty. They’re supposed to be tough. They’re supposed to challenge you. They’re supposed to make you want to cry at time because they’re just that hard.
There are going to be times that you fail on reps or you can’t lift quite as heavy as you did the week before. Maybe your pace is slower during your run or you can’t do as many flights of stairs on the stair master ….you know what?
As long as you’re showing up and you’re putting in the effort it’s going to pay off in the long run because you didn’t quite or make an excuse as to why you couldn’t try your best!
Struggling is part of life.
It’s something we need to accept and be okay with. Over the last 8 years I have struggled A LOT!
I struggled to finally make the decision to do something about my weight.
I struggled with how that decision changed many relationships in my life (both with food and people.)
I struggled with feeling bad every time I ate something “bad” or skipping a workout.
I struggled with the decision to have excess skin removed from my belly after losing over 100 lbs and maintaining it for over a year.
I struggled when I lost all of my motivation last year and gained back 25 lbs. Feelings of failure and fear took over and left me paralyzed for a long time.
I struggled with the decision to join the gym after having a bad experience while overweight at one. I also struggled to go alone when my gym partner stopped going because I allowed self doubt to take over.
Struggling means there is a lesson to learn and it’s time for us to grow.
Struggling is okay. Giving up is not.
Don’t listen to people who say weight loss doesn’t last…because it does…but YOU have to put in the work.
There are no quick fixes or magic pills. Only hard work and dedication. You can’t eat well and exercise until you reach your goal and then go back to eating crap and never leaving the couch. (Trust me…I’ve attempted it…it doesn’t work. Sorry.)
It has to become a lifestyle!
The photos above are 16 years apart! The one on the left was a few months after I gave birth to my daughter, and years before I decided to do something about my weight. The photo on the right was taken recently, about 8 years after I decided I had enough of being overweight and hating the reflection in the mirror.
This progress wasn’t easy.
There were a lot of ups and downs (emotionally and on the scale) but I realized that I couldn’t have my shitty habits AND maintain the weight I was happy at.
As I’ve recently shared, these last 1.5 yrs were not easy and I lost focus. I gained back 25lbs and felt like crap, but I regained my focus and feel soooooo much better now.
It’s never too later to make a change. Just remember that this change can’t be short term. It needs to be a total mindset change. It isn’t easy to do, but holy fuck is it worth it!
Disclaimer: This is actually an old post I did on Instagram while I was in my blog rut. As a matter of fact, I’ve been pulling a lot of inspiration from the microblogging I was doing over there…sssshhhhh don’t tell anyone. Just enjoy…
I bought these boyfriend jeans during the summer and wasn’t able to wear them until recently.
The tag said they were my size, but sadly, they were too tight when I got home.
(Lesson here…always try shit on…our sizing system is total bullshit and varies from store to store and from style to style. I would think boyfriend jeans would run larger than skinny jeans…I was mistaken.)
In the past, after losing weight and busting my ass in the gym, having to put on a “larger” size would have depressed me. Much like the scale, I allowed a number, this time on a tag, THAT NO ONE COULD EVEN SEE, depress me.
What the actual fuck?!?!
Looking back on stuff like that makes me want to smack myself. Really hard.
I allowed stupid things to rob me of happiness during my journey.
The scale, a tag inside of a pair of jeans…let’s not forgot comparing yourself to others on social media. <insert gigantic eye roll here>
SO. DAMN. DUMB.
My point with all of this is simple….
- Keep your eyes on your own journey.
- Celebrate every victory you have. (Especially non-scale ones.)
- Don’t allow the scale to dictate your life.
- Don’t squeeze yourself into a pair of jeans or not wear a pair simply because the tag inside has a certain number on it.
Wear what makes you feel confident and don’t worry about wether it says S/M/L or if the number is 2/10/16 etc.
The size you wear doesn’t matter…your confidence does!