
Well, not really. I mean, those are the things you need to hear to encourage you to keep getting up at some God-awful hour in the morning, turn on the TV and get your butt in gear to do step aerobics or rhythm boxing or any of the other "games" on this device of torture. Or to keep you motivated on Sunday morning when all you'd rather do is crawl back into your bed instead of going walking ... and walking ... and walking.
So, am I disappointed. Of course.
Did I set a new "more realistic" goal - Yep.
Why? Why torture myself? Because I know it is the right thing to do for me and my health and my self-esteem. (What?! Confidence that I am God's Favorite doesn't mean that I don't occasionally get down about not being as fabulous as I know I can be...) So, I'm picking myself up, brushing myself off, bracing for the comments from well-meaning friends and relatives, and moving on. Going for a walk at lunch, wanna join me?
Be blessed.
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