I haven’t posted in ages and I’m not sure why I am at this moment.
It’s really sad when the one person holding you back from attaining your goals is you!
I’ve been heavy now since 1993. I have the knowledge and the tools and the desire to change this. I have health issues that Demand that I do this, yet time and time again I fail.
I make excuses even though I’m contradicting those in the back of my mind. I skip the gym using excuses such as, I need to get home and make the kids dinner. ( they are almost 16 and 17 they can do this themselves). I say oh I can’t get to the gym because I need to get home because the kids have church.( they drive themselves). I seem to be using my kids against me!
I’ve realized that this is true in my whole life not just this area. I’ve been offered better jobs and things of this nature but I don’t take them because I find reasons not to. Normally my kids. I don’t want to miss out on their lives by being gone all the time.
I have somehow taken myself out of the game. The question is why am I so afraid to live. By living I mean living with my whole self. Not just part. Why am I afaid of actually accomplishing what I’ve set out to accomplish? What is there to be afraid of? Most people set goals reach them and they are then proud and set new goals. I set goals, go into self-sabatoge mode then wonder why I can’t do it! GO FIGURE!!!
I guess it’s time to set some small goals and learn to allow myself the joy of accomplishing them.
“You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?” - Robert Louis Stevenson